Witchling Academy Semester Eight - Avery Song Page 0,54

to tread carefully because he was still adapting to this new side of the relationship.

What I didn't expect was for those sleepy eyes to barely open to acknowledge me, seconds before they closed and Kaito's lips pushed against mine in a competitive manner.

That had an even bigger effect on me as I couldn't dare let him overpower me. I don't know why I was noticing these little things now, but I was beginning to enjoy the dominating empowerment I gained from being on top.

To be hovering over someone while they would be forced to writhe beneath me at the brink of their climax did things to me. I hadn't thought it would make precum gather at the tip of my length, but with my brief sexual moments with Brianne, I'd given myself a safe place to explore those avenues without Brianne noticing.

I wasn't near pro-level like some would have ranked their game in heated relationship and bedroom activities, but I was willing to learn, explore, and discover what would further please the one accepting my heated affection.

"Finnick," Kaito groaned against my lips when he broke the kiss to take in a breath. I didn't feel like letting up, so I sealed his lips once more while his hand moved to press on my chest.

I expected him to push me away to give him room, but his hands dug into my knitted sweater and tugged me even closer. It was my turn to groan as I let myself go for a brief moment.

To ride the waves of various sensations that were all triggered by this man beneath me. My mind wanted to go wild with various scenarios as to how this one could lead to something more, but I tamed my thoughts with reigns of control as I broke the kiss to give us a brief few seconds of clarity.

I opened my eyes as he did his. Those sleepy yet darkened eyes of purple stared at me in lust. The desperate urge to get back to kissing was beginning to creep its annoying head into my mind - or it could have been how my cock was twitching in my boxers - but I noticed the sudden shift in Kaito's eyes as they almost morphed into a void of dark purple. He seemed completely lost for a few seconds.

"Kaito," I whispered when he seemed to be back and blinking out of his brief confusion.

"Brianne wants to see the sunset with you," he announced, which actually threw me off because I expected some dooming news of some sort.

"She does?" I inquired with an intrigued look as I moved from hovering over him to sit on my knees while Kaito slowly sat up and yawned.

"She's on the balcony. Looks like she's waiting for the sunset and thinking about you."

"Me out of all of us, huh?" I tossed back. "My sweet Red loves me so much."

Kaito rolled his eyes as his cheeks began to turn red. "She's not the only one who loves you a lot, idiot."

The way he muttered it made me want to be a cocky ass back to him, but I thought a better way to bully him would be by doing the unexpected.

After I slid off the bed, I quickly leaned right in to kiss him strongly with a punch of heated passion that had his whole body growing solid with rigid energy before I released him and headed to the door.

"I know she's not," I voiced as I looked over my shoulder to see his completely red face. "Thanks for the heads up. I'll be extra romantic and bring her some hot chocolate." With a wink, I muttered, "Let's watch the sunset next time."

The sunset with my shy lover.

"Yes, Starlight. We're leaving in no more than half an hour. Our stuff is already with Professor Phoenix. Ya, ya. Everyone's ready. Jax and Connor are relaxing in the living room with some beer and I think Finnick and Kaito are napping. We're all dressed and all. You're being too paranoid."

I leaned against the side of the door frame, my hands wrapped around the two mugs of hot chocolate as I stared at Brianne's back. She was wearing the perfect navy blue knitted sweater and orange jeans that were skin-tight.

I was surprised she was comfortable from how they looked, but the gift was from Alice, who explained that the pants were supposed to look like jeans but they were jeggings, a replica of jeans.

Something complicated or whatever.

Her hair was left down

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