"Nightmares" (Part 9)
- Seduce me Otome (Erik & Sarah)
I shook my thoughts away and got up from my bed; opened my closet and observed its content. "What should i hear? What should i hear?" I asked mysefl. "Something that doesn't make me look fat, of course." I touched the fabrics ligthly; then i spoted my school uniform. My school was not as restrict as many of the private academys around the country but, it also had an uniform policy. We, students, were not obligated to go to school with the uniforms, we had a choice in the matter. I chose to hear it. After getting dressed, i gathered my books for the day and went donwstairs. I ran, skipping steps that i almost failed the last one, and made my way towards the kitchen. I wanted to be the one who would make the breakfast today, not exactly sure why i was so excited to do so but, i wanted to do it as a "thank's" to the boys. As i stepped into the dinning room, everything was quiet, which gave me hope. "Yes!" I shouted quietly. There was no time to waste. I was going to prepare the best breakfast they would ever taste. I opened the kitchen door: the coast was clear. I closed the door behind me and went directly to the cabins to search for ingredients.
"What are you doing princess?"
"Eek!" I jolted up and quickly turned around, almost dropping the jars of jelly. I wasn't expecting someone to be there nor either to be behind me. "O-Oh! Er--...Erik! Y-You scared me!"
"I'm sorry, princess. I was just curious to what you were doing." Erik said, unaffected by my surprised girly-like scream.
"W-Well, c-can't you see? I-I-I am preparing breakfast." I stammered nervously. Shot. Could i stop shaking like this near him?!
"That is usually Jame's doing. Why would you--...?"
"I-It was going to be a surprised..." I replied before he could finish his question. "... but-but now it's spoiled."
"It still can be. Surely i will know but the others won't." Erik encouraged me.
"W-Well, i suppose..." I agreed.
"Here, i'll give you a hand. Go grab the bread and the fruit from the bowl." Erik took the jelly bars from my hand and stepped away from me. My heart jumped at the sweet and soft touch of our hands. I could feel the beat of my heart pulsing through my fingertips… every single pound.... "Sarah? The bread and the fruit?"
"Uh...? Oh... Oh! Of-Of course! R-Right away!" I pushed myself away from the corner, where the cabins hang, to the counter. I grabbed the bread and the fruit as i was asked. "Here." I laid them on the table next to him.
"Thank you princess." Erik said foccused on the jars. Continuous act, he went to grab the bread. As our hands touched again, our eyes met. I couldn't deflect my gaze; his expression was really pleasant to look at, so captivating. Subtly, i bent over, supporting myself with a hand on the table, and half-closed my eyes. In response, Erik grabbed my chin and as well bent over. However, we did not kissed. Something was holding him back. So, he released me. He cleared his throat then grabbed the bread. "I'll open the bread and spread the jelly, and you can cut the fruit." He instructed me.
I, too, backed away; more awkwardly, of course. "Y-Yes. It's a good plan." I agreed and foccused on my assigned task. "Erik?"
"About earlier this morning..." I started.
"Well... i wanted to say... i'm sorry..." I said, foccused mindlessly on cutting the fruit in pieces.
Erik stopped spreading the jelly on the middle bread's surfice and looked at me surprised. "For what princess?"
"For all the secrecy. It's not like i don't trust you or anything, i do! But i-- Autch!" A slick and thin cut made by the knife deformed the palm of my hand. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I got distracted and cut myself.
"Princess!" Erik instantly dropped the knife, wich involuntarily ended up falling on the floor, and rushed to me. "Are you okay?!"
"It-It was nothing, don't worry. It just a cut." I tried to reassure him.
Restless, Erik grabbed my hand and observed its wound. "It looks serious, Sarah! You should be treated for it!"
"D-Don't say nonsense... it's just a cut Erik."
"Nonsense, you say!" After cleaning the surfice table from its objects for no apparent reason, and without giving me time to oppose, Erik grabbed me by the waist, lifted me up and sat me up on top of the table. "Now, where is the first aid?" He asked me.
"I-In the entrance." I replied.
"Fine. I'll go get it. Stay there. Don't. Move. A. Finger." He advised me; more like commanded me.
I simply nodded, not wanting to go against his word, and waited there for his return.
Erik returned with the aid case in no time. He placed it beside me, and opened it right away. "Can you stretch your hand please?"
"Yes, like that. Now, i'm going to disinfect the wound before closing it with gaze and sticker." Erik explained. "It will sting a little."
"I know." I said. "I've fallen too many times when i was little. So, that's no news to me. Have the same happen to you when you were little?" I asked. "H-Have you ever been hurt, that's what i mean to ask."
Diligently, Erik disinfected my wound and bandaged it. Quickly grabbed the lefts and packed them inside the case. Throughout the process he was silent. Not a word came out of his mouth.
"The answer to the question you seek is 'yes', princess."
"Where? Why?" I couldn't restrain myself from asking. I wanted to know him better. I should have thought better about my questions. After all, everyone had the right to have their secrets.
"Don't you remember, silly? The first time we met?"
"Oh! Right! You were all wounded because of a fight with Malix and the rest of his devilsh companions!" I let out a sigh. "I'm glad the whole ordeal with the devils is over!"
Erik chuckled at my sudden reminder.
"W-What?" I mumbled.
"I can't believe you have forgotten the first day we've meet princess." He said with a smirk on his lips.
"No! I would nev--!" But before i could finished, Erik put a finger on my lips.
"I know." He spoke. "I would never too. Neither last night." Confessed.
I felt a sudden blush take over my cheeks. 'Neither do i' I thought to myself, too embarassed to say it out loud. I would never forget the first time he kissed me, meaningfully... the first time he touched me... the first he caressed every inch of my body... the first time he moaned my name... the first time we made love to each other... the very first time he touched my soul...
"Damn, i really want to kiss you right now. Can i borrow one? I promise i'll give it back." He said teasingly. He was such a flirt.
"W-What? H-Here?! N-Now?!"
"Yes. Here. Right now. Unless... you don't want to."
Unconsciously, I replied with silent.
Erik averted his gaze from me, once again disapointed, obviously felling non-corresponded. "Then, i guess i have my answer." A tortured sigh escaped his thin lips. Oh~ i wondered how they would taste like this morning. Would they taste as sweet as last night? "I'll leave you alone finishing the plating. It seems that you don't need me anymore." As he said that, he opened the kitchen door and was set to leave. I wouldn't be stupid for the second time today. I wouldn't let him walk away, not again, not this time. So, I grabbed the sleeve of his red shirt and pulled it back slightly. Erik turned around. "Princess?"
"Come here, i need to kiss you." I simply said.
"You don't have to tell me twice." Erik promptly turned back; i welcomed him by grabbing his face, sealing our lips together, and wrapping my legs around his waist. His kiss was fierce it nearly knocked all the air from my lungs, was so intense that set the fire in me, making me overcome my senses, and was so passionate that made me slowly melt in his arms; I moaned against his lips, enjoying myself. Our lips were moving in perfect sync and we both hardly had a moment to breathe. We were too foccused and enwrapped in our kiss to remember that breathing was actualy an essential part of staying alive. So, the only time our lips departed from each other was when we heard noise from the dinning room.
"So James, wha'tcha going to do for breakfast today?" A sweet childish voice was the first to be heard. That was Matthew!
"I was thinking whole-grain waffles, garnished with maple syrup and fresh fruit, served with tea or coffee with milk. Maybe a bowl of whole grain cereals with milk and fresh fruit, and toasts too." A very strutured oneheartforever.deviantart.com…
planned reply was given to him. And that was James! What would happen if they caught us?! How would be their reactions? What would say? They couldn't possibly catch us doing this kind of stuff, not HERE not ELSEWHERE!
We were inches from each other, breathing heavily. A warm and cozzy feeling radiated from the spot where his lips just touched. My body was all numb; it was a familiar sensation from the energy draining. And my mind obliterated. No... Erik... don't stop... I metally begged. I didn't want to stop, i wanted more!
Erik leaned in and whispered. "As much as I want to continue kissing you, and do much more with you, I don't like having an audience. So, rain check when you get back princess?"
I nooded. He didn't had to ask. He could "borrow" a kiss from me anytime he wanted.
Erik moved away and helpped me get down from the table. "Now, shall we greet the others with the breakfast we made?"
- To be continued?