Saving the Villain

[ The Blac Residence ]

"What are your grandparents like?"

Cosette turned her head to her side where Maxen was. He was lying on his side, resting his jaw on the bottom of his palm, eyes on her. She snuck into his room again and had been idling on the bed with him.

"My grandparents, huh?" she peeled her eyes away from him to the ceiling. "They are…"

In her life, Cosette only saw them a few times as a child. The reason was that they migrated abroad and some issues they had with Conrad… or rather, with her mom. The scar her mom left in Conrad was something Cosette didn't understand from then until now, but she knew it had something to do with that.

The only time she could remember about her grandparents was when she was already in the hospital, dying, and forgetting everything, including herself.

A subtle smile appeared on her face as her eyes softened. "They were… loving," she muttered. "They can be very stubborn and hard to understand, but I know, in times of need, they will have my back."

"I see." Maxen nodded in understanding, smiling when he saw the gentleness and affection shining in her eyes. "Are you excited about meeting them?"

"I do." Cosette faced him again. "You should come with us. I'll introduce you to them."

"I… have other things to do."

"Like?"

"Like… helping Luke?"

Cosette frowned deeply. "Do you like Luke more than me? How can you spend choose him over me?"
"He needs more help." Maxen pinched her nose, chuckling as her frown deepened. "Moreover, it's better so you can spend more time with your grandparents. I can spend more time with you when you come back."

"But…"

"Cozie." He retrieved her hand from her nose, and the tip of her nose slightly reddened. "We've always been together from morning until evening. Aren't you tired of me?"

Cosette propped her elbow against the mattress. "Never! I can look at you all day and just admire you while you do your thing! I will never get tired of you… but will you get tired of me? Are you already getting used to my beauty? You're not mesmerized whenever you see me anymore?"

"Haha. That's not it." Maxen shook his head, lowering his head to brush his nose against hers. "But I want you to focus on your grandparents. You can always call me if you miss me."

Cosette's frown remained, watching him draw his head back. Maxen had this charming smile and her heart softened at the sight of him. He was really handsome, and his beauty was just as refreshing as the first peek of the sun in the morning of spring.

"Fine…" she said reluctantly. "Don't forget about me."

"Never. Not in this lifetime or in the next hundred." His lips stretched from ear to ear until his teeth were showing. He couldn't deny how flattered he was that Cosette had never failed to show her affection towards him by words or action.

"We should sleep," he proposed, only to raise his brows when Cosette rolled her eyes. "What?"

"Won't you kiss me?" she asked bluntly. "I thought you will and we will… hehe."

"I want to, but I thought you'd be too tired."

"You are so considerate sometimes it's annoying." Cosette clicked her tongue, moving up to him. Maxen rested his arm over her waist on instinct, casually caressing her back as a habit he picked up through all their skinship.

"Max, should I give you heads?" she asked, almost making Maxen choke on his own saliva. Her eyes squinted mischievously, giggling. "Let's do it."

Maxen gripped her waist tightly, pulling her closer. He looked at her face closely, wondering where all this perverseness coming from whenever it was just the two of them.

"Cosette, this is just out of plain curiosity." He cleared his throat while Cosette waited patiently for his question. "But, have you touched yourself?"



Her face stiffened. "That is so… random, Max."

"I was curious."

"Why?" she arched a brow, not a bit embarrassed at the question.

If she was going to answer, she would say yes! Without a doubt. Maxen Devilsin even gifted her a toy back then to watch her do it and it was one of her proudest moments because he ravaged her body for three days straight.

pAn,Da n<0,>v,e1 "What do you mean, why?" he blinked innocently. "I said I'm just curious and I want to see you… do it."

"Oh?" her brows rose as a light bulb lighted up over her head. "You do?"

"Won't you be shy?"

"Why would I?"

"Because…" he trailed off, thinking Cosette was surprisingly confident standing bare in front of him. It didn't occur to him until now that she never had a problem with his touches or with everything they had done so face.

Looking at her face and that misplaced curiosity in her eyes, Maxen felt a tension in his groin. His imagination hadn't run wild, but he was getting hard with the sheer thought of watching her touch herself in front of him.

"Maxen… you're poking me…" Cosette mumbled, feeling his erection poking against her abdomen as he was embracing her closely. She raised her leg over him, grinning mischievously as she repositioned her body so it wasn't her abdomen that was being poked.

"You know…" Maxen held her waist tightly and leaned his face closer to her. "... I always wonder what it will be like if we do penetration."

She giggled. "Do you want to?"

"Always, but you know the rule." His lips curled up, winking at her. "Sure. Give me heads."

"What?"

His smile stretched wider, swiftly pulling her body until Cosette was straddling him while he was underneath her. Maxen looked at her in anticipation, wiggling his brows, since it was her idea.

"You're acting like you don't like it, but then…" Cosette narrowed her eyes, bending over until her face was a palm length away from his. Meanwhile, her hand was slowly slipping under her shirt to feel his firm muscles — not abs yet — but something he gained from regular exercise.

"I didn't say I didn't want it…" the rest of his words got lost in his throat as she closed in, claiming his lips for yet another steamy night.