Griffin's Salvation

chapter 16:Kian

-It's not that I don't care or that I raised an issue just for the hell of it, I just want you to think about these things. he wheedled pulling me in his arms again and kissing my neck. do you know why you're ticked off?

-what?

-do you know why you're angry?

-yes, because you made an issue out of something you didn't even care about.

-okay! he was smirking like he knew something I didn't. I am thousands of years old how the f**k would he know something I didn't!

"Because you spent millennia in pain and never had the emotional bandwidth to analyze your own feelings!"

"you're making no sense whatsoever!"

"good night love"

And like the d**k, he's been this whole stupid day, he promptly fell asleep. I would punch him square in the face if I could stomach hurting him. f*****g mate bond it was ruining my life. I was still simmering in my anger, what f*****g emotional bandwidth? I was a well-rounded individual, I knew everything! I was mad because he wasted my time on a nothing issue That's why I was mad. He didn't know me! I tried to wiggle out of his hold but even in his sleep he wouldn't let me go, that was kind of reassuring.

how f*****g dare he even think of suggesting he sleep with somebody else, I would much rather hack his d**k into a fine paste with a dull fork than let that happen, ever!

I wasn't paying attention but was he thinking of someone particular when he suggested that preposterous idea? I rummaged around in his brain to double-check. I shouldn't have, while his head was full of me what I was doing was not kosher at all, even by a long shot. he was dreaming about that day we kissed and things got out of control, it was a very vivid dream. I could feel how it felt to him kissing me. I wasn't the only one who lost my head when our lips locked together. experiencing his experience of our make-out session was a mind f**k. I got all hot and bothered, I started rubbing up against him, humping his leg because he was doing wonderfully salacious things to dream Ju-ri. I kissed him and he responded eating at my lips with gusto, gosh I wished he would wake up. thankfully his hand followed the slope of my back slowly and sensually until he was cupping my ass, he pressed me harder against his leg, making my c**t graze his leg better. this sent tingles of pleasure through my body and again I wished he would wake up already.

My brain caught up with my p***y when his hand snaked in my shorts and he buried his finger in my cunt, I wanted to hump it to completion, I soooo wanted to do that. But that would be dishonest after I refused him, right? ah, shibal! I hated today. I reluctantly pushed his hand out of me, f**k my stupid morals. they were the reason I wasn't having s*x right now, what the f**k was wrong with me?

I obviously couldn't be trusted to sleep here without molesting Kian in his sleep like a mustache-sporting pervert so I flashed myself back into my room and hoped sleep came quick!

Chapter 16: Kian

Was it a d**k move to empty my head and cope a feel, while pretending to be asleep? yes, yes it was! but she was forcing my hand with her reluctance based on nothing! I was in a constant state of arousal around her, but so far I had been curating my thoughts, so there was no reason for salacious thought to go through her head since she had compartmentalized the f**k out of our liaison, she had me firmly in the sexless lover's box and wasn't going to move me from it if I continued to keep things PG13 around her, I was never going to get out of that cursed box. I could just see myself five hundred years old and still a damn virgin.

She didn't sleep well or at all really and neither did I, but I faked it. I kept my mind empty, exept for all the dirty thoughts that habited my mind any given day, and my eyes closed until my alarm went off. I kept them going in a loop for the whole night since neither of us was going to get any sleep anyway, might as well torture us with s*x we couldn't have. was this dishonest? f**k yes! Did I find a way past this without doing some underhanded s**t? f**k no. as of tonight the gloves were officially off.

We had gotten used to sleeping together, and the one night in the last three months she insisted on sleeping separately neither of us got a wink of sleep, until I had enough and zapped in her bed. If she really thought about it she would have noticed it was weird that I slept soundly while she tossed and turned the whole night.

I was walking to my twelve o'clock class when i recognised Kyle's dreadful head, I rumaged through my bag for something soft enough to not cause severe damage if thrown from this distance but hard enough to hurt still. And Eureka, there under my books was an erasor the size of my fist that Kyle gave me as a gift for no reason. I hurled it at the back of his head and was quite pleased by the twak it made when it conected with his skull!.

he wiped around, feet planted ready for a fight, then grinned when he noticed me.

-That was not nice! he said when I reached him

-kind of like spilling my secrets in a roon full of my family?

-A bit less than that but still up there, that hurt by the way.

-I sure as f**k hope so, I put my back into it! I snapped, we were both heading for the same class, Kyle and I were bussines major