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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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originalyaxleys:
The answer should have been obvious. She was supposed to be at school. But the gauntlet had been thrown down and Abigail was not going to back now. She turned to follow him, her gaze focused firmly in front of her. “Happy now?”
He grinned, albeit cheekily, as she followed him. “Very.” With one last glance at the school, he turned away completely and kept walking. “Now that I’ve got you ditching, what else could I possible get away with?”
originalyaxleys:
If Zeke really wanted to he could break free of Asher’s grip easily. But doing so would ruin all the fun. Instead he smirked at his boyfriend. “So what do you instead to do with me now that you have me trapped?”
He moved his lips back up his neck, hovering over Zeke’s mouth before moving them to his room. “Strip you,” he said, his voice raspy. Asher slid his hands under his shirt, pushing it up his torso. “Kiss you?”
originalyaxleys:
Zeke moaned, one hand coming up to hand around Asher’s neck. “Oh? Like what?” He could feel his pants growing tighter, Asher’s show of power turning him on more by the second.
With each sound that came out of his mouth, Asher could feel himself getting more turned on. He smirked against Zeke’s skin before quickly pushing his arms away and pining them against the wall. “Something like that.”
originalyaxleys:
Zeke groaned, his hands wrapping around Asher to rest on his ass, pulling him closer. “I would not be opposed if you did.” A soft gasp escaped his his and he pulled his head back to give Asher better access to his neck.
He hummed against Zeke’s throat as he pulled him closer, his thumb moving under his chin to push it up even further. Letting his teeth scrap against his skin, Asher could help but smirk. “There are plenty of things I want to try with this new...power.”
originalyaxleys:
“You love my “bad influence” and you know it. Don’t even try to deny it.” Zeke leaned in to kiss Asher once again, his movements giddy and sloppy. Before he could make contact he felt the familiar jolt of speeding. Looking around he saw that they were already in Asher’s apartment. “I have to admit, it’s kinda hot when you do that.” Wrapping his arms around his waist Zeke chuckled and pressed a sloppy kiss to his lips. “Full offense to them, but so do I.”
“Hmmm, you’re not wrong.” He chuckled, running his hands up his arms. Backing him up, Asher kissed him until his back hit the wall. Once he was pressed up against Zeke, he let his hands come up and cup his cheek. “Maybe I should do it more often, then?” He trailed his lips down his neck. “Now we can make noise.”
originalyaxleys:
“You speak as if I wasn’t there when you started it. And the idea of you even following a rule is laughable.” Abigail shook her head as she turned back to face the front. “How about that one cafe with the amazing quiche and mimosas? Sounds like the perfect uptown brunch to me.”
“Just making sure I’m given the credit I was due, you know.” Atalia turned down the next street, re-routing the car. “Good choice. It’s times like these that I hate the fact that we can’t really get drunk, but it sure is fun to try.”
originalyaxleys:
“You call it a bad influence, I call it knowing exactly what I want.” Zeke followed close to Asher, even though he could get back to his place with his eyes closed. “It’s amazing how crowded things can get with four siblings, isn’t it? Peace, quiet, and privacy would be great.”
“Change the name all you want, you’re still a bad influence.” Asher couldn’t help but laugh. As soon as they turned another corner, and he saw the street was empty, he moved them quickly back to his apartment. “No offense to your brother and his wife, but it so much better when I know we’re alone.”
originalyaxleys:
Lyra rolled her eyes. She had no idea how much Levi had taught Rena but she seriously doubted she knew enough to do any real harm. But the nuisance of whatever she could concoct was not something Lyra wanted to deal with at the moment. “I’ll pass, thank you very much. And I’m going to need a drink if I have to deal with you all day.”
She narrowed her eyes at the other girl, watching her for a moment. “I don’t need a babysitter.” Rena was tempted to raise her hand--it wouldn’t take more than a spell muttered under her breath and a swipe of her finger to open a cut on Lyra’s cheek. Even then, Rena knew that she didn’t want to be on the receiving end of the blonde’s anger. She sighed and moved to sit on the couch. “If you don’t mind me asking...If you hate being here so much, why do you stay?”
originalyaxleys:
He groaned as Asher pulled away. “Oh Asher, that is exactly what I’m counting on. Though I was thinking more of in your bed. Or mine. I’m not that picky.”
“You are a bad influence, I hope you know that.” He smiled, taking Zeke’s hand as he began walking again, taking the next turn down an alley. “Why don’t we head to my place? It’s a lot less crowded.”
originalyaxleys:
“Asher Remo, the day I stop worrying about you is the day that I die.” Zeke used his free hand to pull Asher’s lips down to meet his own. “You look damn good only wearing that ring if I do say so myself.”
He smiled against his lips, pausing in the middle of the sidewalk to kiss him back. “Careful, Zeke, flattery will get you everywhere.” Leaning back down to kiss him again, he let his hand brush through his hair. “But not in the middle of the sidewalk.”
originalyaxleys:
Abigail rolled her eyes. She knew that because she wasn’t a true Original that others saw her as their toy, their pet. She’d put down several who’d had the courage to say it to her face. “I’m well aware. I’m sure Cain sees me as a nuisance but the others like me. Believe it or not we have much the same view on the packs. So I guess that makes us even.”
He smirked as he saw her eyes rolling in reaction to him. “I can assure you that I’m no ones play thing.” Grayson looked back at the school for a moment before facing her. “You and I both know people like us have no use for this place,” he said as he walked around her, heading away from the school. “You say you’re not their property, so prove it. They want you to come to school--right--so prove me wrong.”
originalyaxleys:
“How odd that socialites don’t approve of tight leather and miniskirts that barely cover your ass. Luckily for you Levi loves it and he’s the only one you need to impress.” She draped her arm along the door. The blare of a horn filled the air and she turned to see a pissed off man holding up not one but two birds at Atalia. “I don’t think everyone else agrees with you.”
“Who do you think helped started the short skirt trend? You know, I was never too good at sticking to the rules.” She laughed, glancing in her rear view mirror at the guy she cut off. “He’s still alive, he’ll get over it. Now where should we head to first?”
originalyaxleys:
Zeke shrugged with a chuckle. He wrapped his arm around Asher’s waist, pulling the other man close. His eyes flicked down to Asher’s hand, his heartbeat slowing and his breath coming easier as he took in his sunlight ring. “No I haven’t, which is a damn shame. I bet you look downright delectable in one.”
He moved closer, draping his arm over Zeke’s shoulders. “You can stop worrying about me,” Asher said as he leaned over to press his lips to his temple. “The ring works. It helps that I look damn good wearing it.”
originalyaxleys:
“Actually that would just seal your fate. I’d drink some original hybrid blood and be right as rain and you would have pissed off the most dangerous family in existence.” She crossed her arms in front of her chest and her mouth set deep into a frown. “What does it matter how they would feel?”
“Then, I guess I better play nice.” He tilted his head as he watched her, intrigued by her responses to him. “Believe it or not, many of the packs don’t see you all as family. All they see are the originals and their play things...but you look like you actually have a mind of your own.”
originalyaxleys:
“Isn’t that what we are? I mean, we did basically invent New York brunch culture after all.” City blocks melted into one another and the cacophony of the city filtered in through the walls of the car. “I still don’t understand how you have the patience to drive in this city. Especially since you don’t have any patience.”
“Don’t tell the socialites that, I don’t think they like me very much.” Atalia glanced over toward the passenger seat, a slight smirk on her face. “I don’t dress to their standards.” She looked back to the road, moving between cars with east. “As odd as it sounds, it’s calming. and it’s a lot easier to drive in New York when you’re a vampire.”
originalyaxleys:
The flash of his eyes only confirmed her suspicions. Cain would flip if he knew there were werewolves on “their” territory, but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. She leaned back, restoring the space between them and dropped her voice. “I could say the same about you. I know Atalia’s been looking for a new fur rug.”
“A little love bite from me would keep me from ever becoming a fur rug.” He made a show of biting the air as she pulled away. A small chuckle fell from his mouth and he stood back up straight. “How would the Yaxleys feel if they knew you were still here talking to me?”
originalyaxleys:
“Well for the record I don’t like it.” Abigail slide back into the passenger side and threw her backpack into the backseat without a second glance. “Because we haven’t bonded at all after one thousand years in each other’s lives.” The high school melted into the horizon and she couldn’t resist giving it a small wave. “So what’s on the agenda today, sis?”
“Well, for the record, we don’t make the rules.” Atalia laughed, not caring if their speedy getaway garnered attention from the students. When Abigail called her ‘sis,’ she turned her head slightly toward her and winked. “How about brunch? We’d fit right in with all the rich socialites just starting their day.”