fist in his shirt and he complied happily.
He pulled back a little and licked his lip before looking down at me. "Is it all right to tell you how hot you look now?"
"Yes," I giggled.
Someone banged on the door, but we ignored them as he kissed me again. They kept banging. When they yelled a 'Hey' and began to wrench on the doorknob, Eli was done.
He kicked the door with his boot. "It's taken! Take a hint, buddy!"
We both laughed as we heard him grumbling on the other side of the door.
"We better get out of here," he continued. "Let's steer clear of Finn until we get what we need, because I will be having words with him. And fists, too. Don't try to stop it."
"Be my guest."
"All right. Let's go find us a Witch." He helped me down from the counter top and unlatched the door, but stopped. "You're doing good pretending that they don't freak you out."
"Which ones am I not supposed to see?"
"Well, most of them don’t care in the club, but it's not really the people you don’t see, it's just that you don't really care, I guess. It should be second nature to see those things and not care because you're so consumed with me, your Devourer," he explained carefully.
"Well," I smiled, "now that I'm not mad at you, I shouldn't have a problem with that."
"Ha ha." He grinned, but it slowly faded away as he got serious. "Now things will probably start to get fuzzy to you. The Elves are smoking double time tonight and their smoke removes your inhibitions and control. We need to stay focused and get what we need quickly. Witches are not to be toyed with. They are evil and manipulative; every bad thing you can think of. They'll probably try to offer you all kinds of things, so just let me talk or be coy if someone talks directly to you. Just be flighty."
"Flighty. Got it," I sighed. I squeezed my eyes shut as a new headache started to build. Oh, no. The worst possible time.
"Hey. Love?" He lifted my chin. "You all right?"
"I will be," I said firmly. "Let's just go do this. I'll be ok."
He kissed me once more and rested his forehead to mine. "You'll be ok," he repeated. "You can't leave me. You'll be ok."
I didn't refute him or agree. I just accepted his comfort and let him lead me from the room. A group of annoyed creatures who were waiting for the bathroom awaited us in the hall when he opened the door. Eli smiled smugly at them and took my hand as he led me down the hall.
I wanted to roll my eyes at them, knowing exactly what they were thinking. When we reached the dance floor again, he put his front to my back this time as he moved us to sway our way through the packed crowd.
We were stuck in the packed bodies and the heat was almost unbearable. I felt sweat dripping down my back under my long sleeve shirt. Eli pulled my hair away from my neck and blew his breath to cool me as we swayed. Goose bumps made their way down my arms and legs and I giggled. He leaned forward, letting his lips touch my neck. I felt his tongue and leaned back against him.
"Your sweat is sweet," he murmured and kissed me again. I opened my eyes and saw another Pixie girl in front of me. She reached over me to Eli, as if I wasn't even there between them. He pushed her hand away carelessly and said, "Not this time. My hands are full."
Then he turned me to him and unleashed the full force of his mouth on mine. It was like being drunk - well, what I assumed being drunk would feel like. I was hot, but I shivered and felt light as air, but also like I could barely hold myself up. He took care of that as he held me in his arms, crossing them on my back and backside as if to shield me from other hands and eyes.
We finally made a little progress in the crowd and Eli released me. He gave me a long assessing look to check on me. I nodded slightly, licking my lips and tasting the salt of our skin there.
We went to the bar again and ordered something called a 'Worry
He pulled back a little and licked his lip before looking down at me. "Is it all right to tell you how hot you look now?"
"Yes," I giggled.
Someone banged on the door, but we ignored them as he kissed me again. They kept banging. When they yelled a 'Hey' and began to wrench on the doorknob, Eli was done.
He kicked the door with his boot. "It's taken! Take a hint, buddy!"
We both laughed as we heard him grumbling on the other side of the door.
"We better get out of here," he continued. "Let's steer clear of Finn until we get what we need, because I will be having words with him. And fists, too. Don't try to stop it."
"Be my guest."
"All right. Let's go find us a Witch." He helped me down from the counter top and unlatched the door, but stopped. "You're doing good pretending that they don't freak you out."
"Which ones am I not supposed to see?"
"Well, most of them don’t care in the club, but it's not really the people you don’t see, it's just that you don't really care, I guess. It should be second nature to see those things and not care because you're so consumed with me, your Devourer," he explained carefully.
"Well," I smiled, "now that I'm not mad at you, I shouldn't have a problem with that."
"Ha ha." He grinned, but it slowly faded away as he got serious. "Now things will probably start to get fuzzy to you. The Elves are smoking double time tonight and their smoke removes your inhibitions and control. We need to stay focused and get what we need quickly. Witches are not to be toyed with. They are evil and manipulative; every bad thing you can think of. They'll probably try to offer you all kinds of things, so just let me talk or be coy if someone talks directly to you. Just be flighty."
"Flighty. Got it," I sighed. I squeezed my eyes shut as a new headache started to build. Oh, no. The worst possible time.
"Hey. Love?" He lifted my chin. "You all right?"
"I will be," I said firmly. "Let's just go do this. I'll be ok."
He kissed me once more and rested his forehead to mine. "You'll be ok," he repeated. "You can't leave me. You'll be ok."
I didn't refute him or agree. I just accepted his comfort and let him lead me from the room. A group of annoyed creatures who were waiting for the bathroom awaited us in the hall when he opened the door. Eli smiled smugly at them and took my hand as he led me down the hall.
I wanted to roll my eyes at them, knowing exactly what they were thinking. When we reached the dance floor again, he put his front to my back this time as he moved us to sway our way through the packed crowd.
We were stuck in the packed bodies and the heat was almost unbearable. I felt sweat dripping down my back under my long sleeve shirt. Eli pulled my hair away from my neck and blew his breath to cool me as we swayed. Goose bumps made their way down my arms and legs and I giggled. He leaned forward, letting his lips touch my neck. I felt his tongue and leaned back against him.
"Your sweat is sweet," he murmured and kissed me again. I opened my eyes and saw another Pixie girl in front of me. She reached over me to Eli, as if I wasn't even there between them. He pushed her hand away carelessly and said, "Not this time. My hands are full."
Then he turned me to him and unleashed the full force of his mouth on mine. It was like being drunk - well, what I assumed being drunk would feel like. I was hot, but I shivered and felt light as air, but also like I could barely hold myself up. He took care of that as he held me in his arms, crossing them on my back and backside as if to shield me from other hands and eyes.
We finally made a little progress in the crowd and Eli released me. He gave me a long assessing look to check on me. I nodded slightly, licking my lips and tasting the salt of our skin there.
We went to the bar again and ordered something called a 'Worry
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