Amara – Reunion

Author's note: this is from Serina's point of view

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I quickly got my hand out of Duke's t-shirt and patted it to smoothen up the creases.

"There. I fixed it. Now go back to sleep."

Duke cocked an eyebrow at me. "Do you think I can sleep after this?"

"After what?"

"After my girlfriend made a move on me."

"I didn't make a move. That was…"

What was that? I couldn't come up with a believable lie on the spot and admitting it didn't sound right either.

Ah, I became a molester! How can I say that about myself?

It's all Duke's fault! He is so sexy that he made me lewd!

My cheeks were hot which meant I was blushing bright red like a poppy in July.

Duke chuckled and rolled us over, ending up on top of me.

After a brief moment of our bodies touching, he propped himself on his elbows, hovering above me with his face buried in my neck.

"What am I going to do with you?", Duke's rugged breath splashed on my skin, sending waves of heat down to my core.

This intimacy should be foreign to me, yet everything about Duke and our current situation felt right.

The experience was much more than just two bodies. Duke's scent enveloped me together with a primal sexual energy that even a complete neophyte like me could feel, leaving me dazed in a throbbing craving only he could soothe.

My legs moved around Duke's waist and my heels dug in his thighs, pushing him down on me. However, he didn't budge so I ended up lifting myself to meet him.

His erection pressing against my core was electrifying, making my whole body shudder upon contact and I knew that he felt it as well because he jolted.

This was through the fabric, and I couldn't imagine how good it would feel if we were naked. I didn't want to imagine it, I wanted to feel it. Now.

I gripped Duke's back and examined his face in a desperate silent plea for him to take me.

I saw hesitation flashing in Duke's blue eyes that were full of lust.

"You are sick.", he reminded me.

I forgot about that, but… I didn't care. When facing Duke at this proximity, everything faded except for the two of us.

"My sickness makes me sleep, but if you leave me like this, I will die."

I knew it was a ridiculous thing to say. After all, I'm immortal. But I was horny, and I felt like I'm going to die if he doesn't ravish me in all the positions of the Kama Sutra.

Duke leaned lower in slow motion and my lips opened eagerly to welcome his.

The touch was so light that I wondered if it happened, and the next thing I knew, I was wrapped in a cover, resembling a crepe, and Duke hugged me from behind firmly.

"What are you doing?", I protested while trying to squirm out.

Duke tightened his embrace.

"Be a good girl, Serina." His hot breath caressed my ear. "I want to make love to you in every way imaginable until we both collapse and then some more. But you are sick, and if your condition worsens because of something I did, I will never forgive myself. Sleep."

His last word carried finality that told me he was not willing to negotiate.

Ah, he said that he wants us to make love in every way imaginable! I want that too!

Did he forget about his words that he will let me do whatever I want? But it seems that safety comes first. Well, I should be grateful that at least one of us is capable of thinking.

I let out a shaky breath.

This was exasperating. I'm not sick! But telling him the truth would make things worse.

I knew that Duke was only taking care of me and it was the right thing to do, but I was aroused and not sleepy!

"Can I take a shower?", I asked, hoping that he will let me out of his hold.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I don't think you will take a shower, and my resolve is crumbling already. Let's not do something we will regret later."

Well, Duke was right about me not taking a shower. I wanted to jump on him, or at least touch myself to that ecstatic release, but now I became a crepe filling, unable to move.

This will be a long night.

…

Around four-thirty in the morning, dawn lit up the world outside and it was clear that neither of us is going to get any sleep.

At some point, during the night, I managed to turn to face Duke and lay my head on his shoulder, but the rest of me was still wrapped up tightly.

"Hey…", I called.

Duke responded with a hum.

"How about we go for a run?", I suggested.

"You run?" The disbelief in Duke's voice was evident.

Considering how big of a klutz I was and that I always avoided PE class, his reaction was expected.

"Sometimes.", I responded with a sly smile, eager to see his expression when he realizes that I'm not that girl who used to lag behind him.

"Alright."

…

I changed into leggings and a t-shirt, and Duke had running shorts and a tank top ready in his duffel bag.

I ogled at him while pulling my hair into a ponytail. Damn! He looks good in anything.

There was no path or a trail we could take for our run, so I pointed at one tree that was sticking above others in the distance as our destination.

We headed into the forest, increasing our pace from the initial light jog.

The sun still didn't make its way above the mountains on the East, and the fresh morning air felt good on my cheeks, but the best part was that Duke was with me.

The surprise on Duke's face was priceless when he observed that I'm not just keeping up with him, but also skillfully avoiding branches and rocks as I weaved my way among the trees.

Duke didn't need to slow down so I can keep up. I was his equal, and I wondered if I could go faster than him, but I didn't want to push it.

We were both breathy when we reached the tall tree that was previously determined as our finish line (or is it halfway because we need to return?).

"I am impressed. It seems you've been working out.", Duke praised me.

I snorted smugly and stretched my arms above my head. "This is nothing."

"If you still have strength, how about a climb?", he pointed up the tree. The tall one whose top I couldn't see.

"I never climbed one.", I said honestly.

A warm smile appeared on Duke's face. "I am glad to get another of your firsts."

My breath hitched. I knew that he was talking about climbing the tree, but somehow I was thinking about us getting hot and steamy. Am I the only one with lewd thoughts?

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