Witchling Academy Semester Eight - Avery Song Page 0,53

Jax may not have had any competitions to deal with, but I felt as though it was his way of supporting Brianne with her goal of remaining fit for her cheerleader training.

Since Mia and Miya left early with their boyfriends so they could take a quick trip to Korea and visit family for the new year, that left us to do our usual thing. I was sure Jax was living it up with the quality time, especially with his darker side, Jaxsin.

That side of himself always intrigued me the most, leaving me to wonder if that voice that sometimes slipped in my mind was an entity itself or a power that aided me when I needed it.

My hand reached up to grasp the crystal that hung on the necklace around my neck. No matter if it was day or night, I always had it on and kept it hidden with a bit of magic. Its glittering essence was a reminder that I had a lot to do to get stronger on this path of growth, but at least my family would be watching me from the kingdom of peace.

Paradise. I'll see you guys there one day. When I finish my duty.

Rising up to stretch, I walked around the bed to Kaito's side and took a brief moment to admire him. I was sure it would have sounded stalkerish if I voiced how amazing Kaito looked when he was deeply lost in the realms of sleep, but indeed he looked like a model posing for the perfect shot.

Pulling my phone out from my pocket, I aimed the camera at the perfect angle - not too straight but at an artistic angle that really complemented the way Kaito lay on the bed with one hand behind his back while the other laid comfortably on his chest.

I took a few colored images, but when I changed the filter to the black and white candid mode, the scene shifted to a more professional moment of time. It was beyond perfect, and I lowered the camera to appreciate the simple shot.

My fingertips were tingling again, and ideas were running through my mind that made me smirk.

I need to get a candid photo of Brianne. I wish I could get one when she's in a fierce battle or something. Maybe during the Witchling Games, I'll grab my shot.

With a satisfied smile, I walked to the edge of the bed once more, staring down at Kaito as I had to sadly wake him up from slumber.

"Kaito?" I kept my voice low to not startle him. "Kaito?"

My repeated calls didn't seem to get through to him, which intrigued me since Kaito didn't normally sleep so deeply nowadays because of all the training he'd done.

"Kaito?" I repeated a third time as I leaned right over him, my face inches from his. When he still didn't move, I just watched his breaths, that were slow and even. My eyes took in the fine details of his brows, soft skin, slight long nose, and smooth lips.

It was like he'd purposely kept them moisturized all the time, and the longer I stared, the more I wished to claim them. To kiss him long and hard and wake him up with that intense affection.

Then what's stopping you? You're not here to be a coward.

There was that voice again, the one that I'd yet to figure out a name for. Nor had I really acknowledged what exactly this essence was.

His comment didn't distract as it should have. In fact, it pushed me to do what I wanted. Without a delay, I inched the remaining centimeters until my lips were locked against Kaito's in a tender kiss.

Not too fast to freak him out, but not too slow either. It was just that simple balanced connection of movement that I hoped would tug Kaito out from the depths of his dreams and lead him right here to me.

Right into my possessive arms.

The way he groaned against my lips made my cock begin to harden as I further leaned over until my hands were at the sides of his pillow, my fingernails digging into the sheets in an attempt to remind myself that this was going to be brief.

If I didn't remind myself, I'd get far too lost in this emotional gamble of love and lust, and I couldn't allow myself to be the victim at the end of the stick of brief rejection. Though Kaito wouldn't break up with me for something like this, I had