IN THE CAGE

91. POISON

...NORMAL pov...

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Fawn looked at Ace who was in front of her, cupping her cheeks with a softness that made her heart race. Fawn felt how the man's lips were anchored on his lips, soft and sweet as sugar.

Fawn smiled in Ace's kiss on her lips. Ace who was full of caution, tenderness and treated him like he was a glass that could be cracked by a slight vibration, making Fawn feel very unnerved and funny as well.

Funny because this isn't an Ace once.

Fawn doesn't want this.

He did not want Ace to hold back, because for whatever reason, even though Ace offered him this, Fawn accepted the offer with the same interest. It is not forced. He really wanted to feel Ace in his deck. Oh, Fawn was so sane when she whispered Ace into doing that 'something else' with her.

Fawn doesn't want to watch a movie, doesn't want to talk, he wants Ace in his arms. Fawn wanted to let go of her longing, feeling the man as hers.

So, when Ace let go of his gentle kiss, Fawn clasped the man's neck back against his face. Fawn controlled Ace's movements right then and there, leading the man with an aggressiveness he had never shown before. Never, because this is courage that comes out of nowhere.

Fawn scooped Ace's lips into his pagutan, cupping the man's cheek with a finger embedded within his white skin. Fawn felt the tension in Ace's reaction when he grabbed the man with obvious greed. Fawn smiled as she felt Ace's hand docked at her waist showing the reaction she wanted from the start, the man's grip on her tightening. It was as if to welcome Fawn's aggressiveness with equal pleasure and greed.

A message Fawn tried to convey to Ace at that time, as he climbed into Ace's lap and deepened his pagutan. Fawn wanted to convey that he was doing this purely on his own free will. Unlike the old days, when he fell under the man on the basis of restraint and threats, Fawn did this because he did want Ace. She has freedom now, and in her freedom, she chooses to kiss the man who is her past enemy.

Ace said nothing, but the pair of dark beads glared at Fawn with a terrifying sharp twinkle. Fawn knew what she was doing was inviting the dark side of the man out and dominating him. The side that Ace was trying to press so Fawn wouldn't be afraid of him.

But it was too late.

It's a long way too late.

Fawn knew she would regret playing around with fire when she felt a strong impulse created by Ace's hand on her waist. The man's hand pressed down on him, restraining his movement with a restraint that made Fawn gulp.

"You know I tried to be nice to you before, didn't you?" Ace swept his lips along Fawn's pale skin, on his pale neck which provoked Ace's interest in biting him. Dyed it with saliva and a red trail that proves that the girl belongs to him.

"Do I ask you to do good?" Fawn did not know if he was still sane or not, but that provoking response resulted in a bite anchored on his shoulder. Ace's teeth stuck in his skin, creating a pain that mingled with a strange sensation of rumbling in his stomach. Fawn closed her eyes, her breathing was like being plucked out of her throat.

"Do you know the risk of playing games with me?" Ace grinned faintly as his eyes and Fawn's eyes met again. The girl challenged him, taking out black from him.

"Trust me," Fawn murmured, he fused his forehead to the man's forehead. Eyes meet eyes, passion smoldering. "I'm the one who knows the most about it."

And it's not a lie. Amongst everyone, Fawn was a figure who had seen Ace's dark side directly. Interacting with the darkness, becomes an impingement of its aggressiveness and fearsome rage. Fawn had already sensed Ace dominating him with terrifying strength. Instilled terror in his body until he could no longer see the world in the same way. Not being able to enjoy the gentleness because the terror was already like a new opium in his life.

At least for tonight alone, if he were to pass her by Ace, he wanted the man to leave a deep imprint on his mind. A trail capable of making him continue to sense Ace-even when the man is not by his side.

So that he doesn't miss Ace as much as the weeks he's been through without the man.

"I don't want you to hate me" Ace clasped Fawn's chin, his hand playing on the button of the flannel shirt the girl was wearing. His eyes had not yet escaped from a pair of Fawn hazel beads that were misty by lust.

"I won't hate you" whispered Fawn. No, because he had already far fallen in the man's charm. He fell until he was afraid of what he was feeling. Fear the reality and morals of the world that will judge him. He was afraid he had swallowed a poison, but.., even if it was true, Fawn knew he could do nothing to his heart.

The poison had already spread in his blood, creating a powerful sigh each time the man appeared in each of his chatter, in each of his movements.

Ace looked at the pale skin of Fawn which was like a canvas in his eyes. A canvas invited her to dye the girl black and red by all the passion and sin she wanted to spill inside the white.

"I love you, Fawnia." Ace whispered low.

Fawn bit her lower lip, goosebumps as Ace scanned her body. It was as if the glare of the eye was a hot laser burning his skin. His heart was agitated, a combination of shame and impatience that should not go hand in hand. How could he have so longed for Ace, but at one time wanted to escape because of his high self-confidence.

He's not perfect, Fawn realizes that. He always felt.., things like this were not his specialty. He never felt someone would fall in love with his body because he was so far from being beautiful. But, tonight Ace makes it like he's special. That's frightening. Fawn was afraid she had a big head when in reality, she was just an ordinary girl.

"You're so beautiful, Fawnia." Ace cupped Fawn's cheeks once more, lightly tucked the lips and gave her a charming smile. "I will love you forever."

"M." Mmm." Fawn nodded in response. He had trouble speaking, the word love was too heavy on his lips. He just stared at Ace with cheeks and ears that were flushed like cherry blossoms.

When Ace returned to touch her, scooping every inch of her body in a firm grasp that left a trace on her pale skin, Fawn closed her eyes. The head fell on the man's shoulders while his breathing hissed irregularly. He stiffened on several occasions, cursing in intoxicating pleasure.

Ace did not waste the opportunity Fawn gave him that night. As much as Fawn wanted her, she wanted to show Fawn that she wanted more, bigger, more savage than Fawn thought.

Everything black is blinding the eyes. He inhaled Fawn in his arms like a new opium. Sweeping the body with his lips, leaving behind a bite and a red trace that made Fawn's spine tighten.

The girl's hand clenched her head, shuffling her mane. The sound of his complaints filled the room while Ace continued to shower Fawn with touches that made the girl's eyes see fireflies.

In Ace's arms, Fawn lost control of her own body. As he had gone mad, he raved chaotically when Ace shook his world. Makes her forget reality. Stuck only at the man's touch on his body. The heat trail he would remember because it was painful, and at the same time, made him almost forget his own name.

It was a mistake he wanted. Mistakes he wants to keep making. The poison he will swallow.

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