Begging You

Begging You

It was the middle of the night when you woke, you stretch out your body and your hand went to the left side of the bed hoping to snuggling up to reid. But, your arm fall on a empty cold space, you snap your eyes opened before sitting up slowly, the bathroom door was close and inside was dark so he wasn't in there. You push the thick cover off your body before scooting off the bed and sliding on your fuzzy slippers, you out into the hall seeing the house was pitch dark, you hit the switch for the hallway before walking downstairs.

The kitchen light was off and so was reid's office that was down the hall, you frown looking around confuse, it wasn't until you heard a creak from outside that made you slowly turn your heard towards the back sliding door. You back up out of the kitchen before peeking around the corner and saw the deck was lit up and a figure was sitting on the stairs. You walk over to the sliding door and gently slide it open making spencer turn his head to look at you, you give hima small smile as he does the same before turn back towards the spacious yard.

"Hey, babe. You couldn't sleep?" You ask taking a seat next to him.

"I had another nightmare." He whisper making you lean against him with your hand on his knee.

"Want to talk about it?" Spencer look at you, the sadness and tiredness from his eyes made you frown.

"I think this one is best saved for tara," he joke but you could tell it had grief behind it.

"That bad, huh." He nodded.

"But, hey you don't need to worry about it," You gave him a look.

"But, i do, spencer. It seems like ever since hotch and morgan left your nightmares have become frequent." Spencer bows his head, "I'm starting to get concern about your mental–"

"Honey, please." He beg making me lower my shoulders, "I already have prentiss constantly badgering me about going to a therapist, please don't start too."

"Have you ever thought maybe, she has a point, you been through a lot this past year–"

"Yeah, I know I was there." He snap making you bite your bottom lip at his frustration, you didn't take it to heart you know how stress he been since prentiss put him on leave, "...I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean...I'm just..." he sigh putting his head in his hand.

"I know your reckless, I get it."

You both sat in silence. The sound of the crickets in the air reminded you of the time, you and spencer went back home to nevada to check out your old childhood home.

"...hey, you remember that time when we climb that huge oak tree in my backyard when we were kids and you ended up falling out of it because, shoot what happen again..." you ask looking at him, spencer's lips curve at the memory and shook his head.

"I was attack by squirrel–"

"You were attack by a squirrel, gosh..." You lean your head back as you giggle, "...that was most hilarious thing I seen, and you remember what your mom said when was cleaning up your cheek." You grin.

"She said, this is what children get when they don't listen to their mothers, disfigured the day before picture day." He smile with his knee knocking your own, you shook your head at the memory.

"And she had to put cake of make-up on you to hide the little scatches from the squirrel." He chuckle nodding his head, you watch him as the tension in his face slolwy disappear.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I look like I was about to fall asleep with how heavy that make up was on me." You giggle remembering his face, one of his eyes were half open while the other one was completely close.

We grew quiet again with a peaceful ambience between us, you glance at reid before looking out as the fireflies start to glow up the backyard.

"...you know that was one of the scariest moments of my life." You turn your head to look at spencer as he look back at you with a small frown, "...seeing you there on the ground in pain, it scared the hell outta me all I could think is 'it's my fault, it was for me he probably be okay,' I blame myself for months for what happen." You sigh bowing your head back before looking at him.

"What I am trying to say is that I worked through it just like i work through you going on your long trips and dangerous assignments by talking to someone. It doesn't have to be a therapist or me. But, you can't hold whatever in here..." You press your index finger to his temple, "...forever because than it gets to be too much and it overflows out into our lives, and I don't want that to happen." You out your hand over his as it rest on his thigh.

"So, please, spence whatever going through that weird machine you call a brain, let it out, write down in a notebook. Hell, sew it on a pillow for all I care, just please no more holding it in. For us." You grab his hand putting in his lap resting it his hand on your four months belly bump, spencer look down at your stomach and his hand rub the small bump with a small smile.

"Do you have any clients tomorrow?" He ask making you give a wide smile.

"No, I'm all yours." He look back up to your face.

"Okay, we can talk tomorrow, but for now..." he took off his grey zip up sweater and put it around your shoulder before scooting close to you, "...let's just enjoy this." You smile moving your head to rest on his shoulder as his arm wasaround your own.

"Deal."

Begging You

It was the middle of the night when you woke, you stretch out your body and your hand went to the left side of the bed hoping to snuggling up to reid. But, your arm fall on a empty cold space, you snap your eyes opened before sitting up slowly, the bathroom door was close and inside was dark so he wasn't in there. You push the thick cover off your body before scooting off the bed and sliding on your fuzzy slippers, you out into the hall seeing the house was pitch dark, you hit the switch for the hallway before walking downstairs.

The kitchen light was off and so was reid's office that was down the hall, you frown looking around confuse, it wasn't until you heard a creak from outside that made you slowly turn your heard towards the back sliding door. You back up out of the kitchen before peeking around the corner and saw the deck was lit up and a figure was sitting on the stairs. You walk over to the sliding door and gently slide it open making spencer turn his head to look at you, you give hima small smile as he does the same before turn back towards the spacious yard.

"Hey, babe. You couldn't sleep?" You ask taking a seat next to him.

"I had another nightmare." He whisper making you lean against him with your hand on his knee.

"Want to talk about it?" Spencer look at you, the sadness and tiredness from his eyes made you frown.

"I think this one is best saved for tara," he joke but you could tell it had grief behind it.

"That bad, huh." He nodded.

"But, hey you don't need to worry about it," You gave him a look.

"But, i do, spencer. It seems like ever since hotch and morgan left your nightmares have become frequent." Spencer bows his head, "I'm starting to get concern about your mental–"

"Honey, please." He beg making me lower my shoulders, "I already have prentiss constantly badgering me about going to a therapist, please don't start too."

"Have you ever thought maybe, she has a point, you been through a lot this past year–"

"Yeah, I know I was there." He snap making you bite your bottom lip at his frustration, you didn't take it to heart you know how stress he been since prentiss put him on leave, "...I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean...I'm just..." he sigh putting his head in his hand.

"I know your reckless, I get it."

You both sat in silence. The sound of the crickets in the air reminded you of the time, you and spencer went back home to nevada to check out your old childhood home.

"...hey, you remember that time when we climb that huge oak tree in my backyard when we were kids and you ended up falling out of it because, shoot what happen again..." you ask looking at him, spencer's lips curve at the memory and shook his head.

"I was attack by squirrel–"

"You were attack by a squirrel, gosh..." You lean your head back as you giggle, "...that was most hilarious thing I seen, and you remember what your mom said when was cleaning up your cheek." You grin.

"She said, this is what children get when they don't listen to their mothers, disfigured the day before picture day." He smile with his knee knocking your own, you shook your head at the memory.

"And she had to put cake of make-up on you to hide the little scatches from the squirrel." He chuckle nodding his head, you watch him as the tension in his face slolwy disappear.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I look like I was about to fall asleep with how heavy that make up was on me." You giggle remembering his face, one of his eyes were half open while the other one was completely close.

We grew quiet again with a peaceful ambience between us, you glance at reid before looking out as the fireflies start to glow up the backyard.

"...you know that was one of the scariest moments of my life." You turn your head to look at spencer as he look back at you with a small frown, "...seeing you there on the ground in pain, it scared the hell outta me all I could think is 'it's my fault, it was for me he probably be okay,' I blame myself for months for what happen." You sigh bowing your head back before looking at him.

"What I am trying to say is that I worked through it just like i work through you going on your long trips and dangerous assignments by talking to someone. It doesn't have to be a therapist or me. But, you can't hold whatever in here..." You press your index finger to his temple, "...forever because than it gets to be too much and it overflows out into our lives, and I don't want that to happen." You out your hand over his as it rest on his thigh.

"So, please, spence whatever going through that weird machine you call a brain, let it out, write down in a notebook. Hell, sew it on a pillow for all I care, just please no more holding it in. For us." You grab his hand putting in his lap resting it his hand on your four months belly bump, spencer look down at your stomach and his hand rub the small bump with a small smile.

"Do you have any clients tomorrow?" He ask making you give a wide smile.

"No, I'm all yours." He look back up to your face.

"Okay, we can talk tomorrow, but for now..." he took off his grey zip up sweater and put it around your shoulder before scooting close to you, "...let's just enjoy this." You smile moving your head to rest on his shoulder as his arm wasaround your own.

"Deal."

I Put a Spell on You

|warning|: dark elements, dubcon, possessiveness, bullying, and mention of death.

|pairing|: Dark!Ethan Wate x Reader

|note|: Here's part 2. Enjoy and reblog as well as comment 😉. xoxo

You were waiting on Ethan to bring his car when you were being approached by Emily and her posse, you glance at them before quickly averting your eyes and looking anywhere. You pull out your phone and started texting Ethan to hurry up, right as you sent him a third text telling to hurry, Emily shove pass you making you stumble foward a bit as she and her friends move to stand in front of you.

"Hey, ghost girl. How was your weekend." Emily smirk with her head tilt as she eye you carefully.

"Do you really care?" You ask makimg Emily narrow her eyes at you.

"I'm just being kind, darling. I mean, we're basically like sisters now." You look at her as if she was crazy.

"What?"

"Now, don't play coy with me, girlie." Wmily take step forward as she invades your space, "Tilly said she saw you and Ethan together, and you two seem real close." Emily's eyes flick up and down at you, her mask was slowly slipping as she told you what her friend tilly saw.

"Yeah, I'm his friend." You roll your eyes looking away from her to glance around hoping to see Ethan and his car, you turn to look at Emily again as she let out a soft giggle.

"Oh, i know you two are friends, silly." Emily push your shoulder slightly making me glance at the spot before looking at her again with annoyance, "I mean, look at you and look at Ethan. Ethan is y'know and your are..." her hand wave over you lazily before falling, "...a nobody." She shrugged.

You stare at Emily, Ethan's words circled around your head, you always knew you werent good enough for Ethan even at a young age. In your mind, he had a future while you had your aunt and this town, you can't lie and say you never had feelings for Ethan. You did and it hurt so bad. It felt like every time he was near you, your heart felf like it was about to explode. That how much affect he had on me, you only wish he felt the same about you all those years ago.

"You know Emily..." You started, making Emily squint her eyes at you, "...If you weren't such a bitch to me all the time, maybe Ethan wouldn't have dump your ass."

The shove was too quick to stop or prepare yourself, you trip landing on your bottom as your hands scrap the concrete. You look up at Emily with a glare as she smirk down at you with a glint in her eye, she took a step closer kicking your foot away as she turn her nose up at you.

"You know he just using you right, once he get what he wants he just gonna come crawling back to me with those sweet puppy dog eyes and cute pout lips." Emily fixed you with a devilious smile, "He never gonna love you and why would he, your a nobody with no real purpose but to be a burden on him and this town." She spat, your eyes sting as you get up, Emily's words on a day to day basic was like a rubber knife fo you, they never truly hurt because she never took it that far not until today.

"Bud." Both you and Emily look over at Ethan as he walks towards us, you turn your head away to hide your face from Ethan as you mop up your tears.

"Hey, Ethan. I like your shirt, it look real nice on you." Emily says with a flirtatious smile, Ethan didn't spare her a glance as he walk passed her to you.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked, you look at him with strain smile as you nod.

"Yeah, just wanna go home." You said low as you brush the back of your hand to your cheek making sure fheir weren't any more tears left.

"Okay, I'll take you home." His hand went to her elbow in a comforting way making you give a small smile, he stands next to you as he leads you pass Emily and her friends.

You both didn't make it close to his car when Emily breeze passed you to stand in front of Ethan.

"Ethan, I just got my pool clean, if you want you can come over for a swim later." She smiles at him coyly as she sway in her spot.

"I'm busy." He deadpan.

"Oh, well, than maybe Friday‐‐"

"No thanks." Ethan cuts in before grabbing your hand and pulling you along around Emily towards his car.

The sound of quick footsteps made you turn in time to see stalk pass Ethan to stop you two yet again your tracks, Ethan gave her a annoyed look as she stood between the passenger door and them.

'Are you seriously blowing me off to hangout with her," She hissed.

"No, I'm blowing you off because I don't like you." He retorted, "And besides we're over, we been over for six months don't you think it's time for you to move on already, because I certainly have." You stood there speechless as Ethan brought your conjoin hands up to show Emily, you look back to the young girl to see her eyes widen a bit in shock and anger.

"You moved on from me with ghost girl, Ethan, are you kidding me." She seethe as he stood looking blankly at her, "Did you hit your head or something, I don't understand--" Ethan roll his eyes again but with a exasperated sigh to interrupted Emily.

"You don't need to understand, just know that I'm moving on to something better that's all." Emily's lips parted as she was left speechless by Ethan's words, "Now, can you move out of the way, my girlfriend wants to go home." You look at Ethan as if he lost his mind, he side eyed you but doesn't say anything.

"You!" You at Emily as she stare at you with pure hot hatred in her misty eyes, "I always knew you couldn't be trusted, just wait until tomorrow you get what coming to you." Emily's threat made your heart drop, you always try not to goad Emily too much, calling her a bitch here and telling her to go to hell there was always the limit.

Because just like everyone else at this school, they know how vindictive Emily could be to someone if they push the wrong buttons.

It felt like a dark cloud cast over you as Ethan took a step forward in front of you as he stare down at Emily with a look that scared you and her.

"Your not doing anything," Ethan says with a dangerous tone, "But, turning around and walking away..." Emily squint her eyes at her ex boyfriend, she had a look of defiance, making Ethan tilt his head sensing her contumacy, "...or I can tell your daddy and ma about that trip you and your friends took to the lake house last summer." Emily's face paled as she drop her shoulders.

"You wouldn't." Ethan drone.

"Wouldn't I?" Ethan let go of your hand and took out his phone, you furrow your brows as you watch him go to his photos, "How do you think Mr. And Mrs. Asher will feel about there little princess being a bit naughty," Your eyes widen even more as you see the photos of Emily, Ethan turn the phone to Emily making the young girl look at the screen with dread.

Emily look back at Ethan as he look at her with a dour look.

"Your bluffing." She whispered, Ethan raised a brow at her before a sinister smile appear on his lips, the boy you knew as your friend was gone and replace by a man you didn't know.

"Are you really willing to take your chances on me after what you said about my girlfriend?" He asked, Emily glance at you as you look at her with the same look, you both were scared and unsure about Ethan's next move, "Come on, Em. We both know if your parents find out about this, they just going to send you away to christian school then a christian college." Emily let out a sob, she covers her face moving around you and Ethan running away with tears.

You stare ahead still in limbo about what just occurred, Ethan walks up to the door and pulls it open.

"Your chariot awaits, darling." He turns to lean against the car with a grin, you blink several times snapping myself back to reality.

You step forward until you were on the edge of the curb, you glance at Ethan to find him already staring at you. A flicker of something pass through his eyes when his eyes lowered a bit, before coming back to stare back at you. You didn't say anything as you drop in the leather seat, Ethan shut the door as you put your seat belt on, you stare at the floor numb seeing a tape and an empty box turn on its side, you were brought back when Ethan hoped in and drive off out of the school's parking lot.

You look out of the window, your head was still spiraling from what happened, you have come to the decision that something was really wrong with Ethan and you have an inkling what could have caused it.

Your phone vibrates in your bag, you pull the messenger bag in your lap and shuffle through your things to find it.

"Hello." You answered.

"Ghost girl, guess what happened just right after you left." Link said making you furrow your brows, you don't really talk to link much only when Ethan was around so him calling you wasnt a everyday thing.

"Who's that?" Ethan asked, glancing at you before looking at the road again, you ignore him and answered link.

"I don't know, what." You heard Link suck his teeth on the other line.

"...what does he see in you." He mutters but you still heard it making you frown.

"What?"

"What?"

You quiet for a second before asking Link why he was calling you.

"Babe, who is it?" Ethan asked again.

"Babe? Who is that?" Link asked.

"No one." You said to both of them, Ethan glance at you as you turn your head and held the phone closer to your ear, "What happened after I left." You said.

"Huh, oh, Mr. Fuller's desk got caught on fire so no class on Friday." You gape at the horrific news.

"Oh my god, that's horrible. Was anyone hurt?" You asked.

"Only Mr. Fuller. From what I heard he got second degree burns." You grimace.

"Jesus." You say.

"Yeah, they say it was a prank gone wrong, but if you ask me. I think someone was trying to kill the man." You frown.

"Why you say that?"

"Because the cops said the bomb was wrapped in tape and firecrackers–"

"I'm sorry, did you just say bomb." Before link had a chance to answer, your phone was snatch out of your hand.

You turn to look at Ethan as press end call before tossing your phone in the back, you stare at him before glancing on the floor at the empty box and tape.

"Ethan, what did you do." Your eyes went back to your bestfriend, Ethan didn't say anything as he clench his jaw, "Ethan!" You exclaimed angry.

"I just wanted to teach him a lesson." You felt like the air was just stuck out of you, "Scare him, you know."

"Oh my god, Ethan."

This time Ethan look at you, you couldn't describe the look in his eye, but you could see how they slowly soften and Ethan wore a look of regret.

"He treated you horrible, I just wanted give him a taste of his own medicine." He looks away from you to the road, "Are you mad?" He asked, your eyes rake over Ethan as you were in deep thought, after a minute of it being quiet you let out a exasperated sigh.

"...no, I'm not." Ethan looks at you with a glimmer in his eye, "but that can easily change, if you don't come clean, Ethan." Ethan shift in his seat, "Did you messed with something in my room?" You asked.

"Darling‐‐"

"Don't lie to me or I swear to god, I will get out of this car and walk the rest of the way home." You threatened, Ethan swallow bobbing his adam's apple as his finger tap the wheel.

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"Sit and don't move..." You pointed Ethan to your bed, Ethan did as you said and took a seat on the edge of your bed, "...unbelievable." You mutter going to your closet, you pulled out a case and opened it on the floor.

"I said I was sorry‐‐" He roll his eyes.

"Ethan, not now." You hiss, you flip opened the spellbook you got from Marian and flipped it through the pages, "...Love spell...Oh my god, Ethan, what were you thinking." You asked him.

"I was thinking that I'm tired of waiting for the girl of my dreams to notice me."

You shook your head not understanding how someone so easy going and confident like Ethan Wates get so shy and nervous around a girl like, Lena Duchannes.

"Why don't you just give her some flowers some flowers, or maybe, and this is just an idea..." You stood turning with the book in your hand and a sneer on your lip, "...grow some balls and ask this girl out..." You recommend before stepping towards the bed and showing him the book, "...which page did you read." Ethan stare at you, as if he was thinking, or admiring you, you couldn't tell but you called his name again and he blink twice at you before looking at the book.

He pointed to the right side making you turn look at the page, you back up and go to the case pulling out vials from the patches. You go to your vanity dresser and pit the book aside along with the vials, you hear Ethan stand up behind you before you grab a vials.

"What are those?" He asked peeking over your shoulder when he took a step closer.

"Elixirs, or potions." You clarify before you start mixing them.

"Why do we need elixirs?" Ethan asked confused.

"Because somehow the spell affected you." You turn with the medium vial in your hand, Ethan glance at the elixir before looking at you.

"Then, why don't I feel different or funny." He asked, you look Ethan over in deep thought.

"Because you can't see it, when you did the spell that night...Were you conflicted? Were you having mixed emotions?" Ethan look at you for moment before nodding his head, you let out a low drone, "I can't say for sure, but I think the way you been acting has something to do with your pent up emotions. The spell must have shut off your rational side so you don't know what to do but feel, and since you never told her how you really feel your emotions are getting out of control." Ethan scatch the back of his neck with a look before dropping his hand.

"Um...okay, but why hasn't it affected her too." He ask, you frown thinking he was right, you haven't seen Lena all day, which makes you wonder what she been up to since last Friday.

"I don't know...it could be many things depending on the person you cast the spell on, " Ethan furrowed his brows at you.

"How do you mean?" You shrug trying to think back on what Marian said to you when you brought up love spells during a lesson.

"Well...from what I can remember from Marian, if you cast the spell on the person you like then side effects would occur, first they start smelling your scent and then try to seek you out to scatch the itch, but..." You pause to think about the other thing Marian said about love spells.

"What?" Ethan ask, making you blink before looking at him.

"Nothing just...she said that if the person already has feelings for you then it wouldn't affect them as much, the side effects will still be there but it would have to be fully awaken to get the the other person to act on their feelings." You explained.

Ethan nod his head looking off.

"Okay..." He started before focuing on you, "...How do you get them to act on it." He asked, you turn narrow your eyes at him in disbelief before scoffing.

"Are you kidding me, Ethan. Have you heard anything I just said‐‐"

"Can you stop making this into a big deal, your making it sound like I didn't know what I was doing." He enunciated with a groan, you shake your head at him.

"That's because you don't." Ethan roll his eyes with slight sneer.

"You know that Marian isn't the only one teaching you about the Casters World too, right?" You glare at him.

"Yeah, I know. But, the difference is I have eleven years under my belt and your still getting use to pronouncing the words."

Ethan look upset and hurt by your words before casting his eyes down with that look, you frown wishing you take back your words.

"Ethan, I'm sorry..." You step closer holding your hands together and putting them against your chest, "...But, you have to understand that...doing spells is dangerous especially for beginners. One miss pronunce word and you could be dead, and then what." Ethan look back at you with a slight frown, "You understand now why I'm so angry," Ethan sigh.

"I understand you were worried...I would be too if I notice you acting out of character," You smile at Ethan.

"I'm happy you can see that from my point..." You started before holding out the vial to him, "...now drink this and you be back to yourself before you know it." Ethan look at the vial with furrows brows, he was hesitant before he went to take it out of your hand, when his fingers touch yours you pull away feeling a slight zap.

You cross your arms and brush away the feeling, and wait for Ethan to take the elixir. You patiently as he study the dark umber liquid, Ethan's eyes stray away from the bottle to you, you could see him thinking by the way his eyes flicker from around your face. You didn't register what he did until his large boot stomp on the vial before removing his foot to see the elixir seep into your carpet.

"Ethan, what the hell!" You finally say snapping out of your shock, you look up at him to find him standing rather too close.

"It's okay, bud." He smile bring his hand up to brush against your cheek, "I don't need it...I never did." You felt face heat up as Ethan's fingers brush down your neck.

"Ethan...you don't know what your talking about, this isn't you, it's the spell." You swallow shrugging his hand off of you as you try to remain focused, "Let me help you‐‐" Ethan grabbed your jaw with both hands.

"I don't need any help, bud..." He whispered, "...I need is you." Ethan pulled you to him pressing your lips against his own, the feeling from earlier came back.

Your brain felt froggy as Ethan kiss you, the feel of his soft lips on you made you push your lips against his more firmly as you grab onto his shirt pulling him to you for more of whatever he had that was making you feel this way. You whimper as Ethan pulled away from your lips to attack your neck with his mouth, Ethan let out a low growl moving his hands down your figure to your waist. You didn't notice as Ethan was leaving love bites on your neck, he was backing you up so your back hit the vanity dresser making the items move and roll around.

Ethan pressed his body against, slightly moving so his budge can rub against your thigh, a thought cross your mind as you felt Ethan's hand move from your waist to slide down towads your hips. As your body surrender to Ethan, you think about the position you were in with him, how he had you against your dresser making you make sounds you never imagine hearing yourself make, you couldn't believe you were kissing your bestfriend.

Your bestfriend.

You broke out of your trance and catch Ethan's hands as they tug the button of your jean out of the hole, you try to collect your thoughts as you keep Ethan from tugging down your zipper next.

"...We need to stop...this is wrong..." You pant, Ethan move lips to the other side of your neck ignoring your pleads, "...this is wrong...your my friend." You breathe out. .

"Yeah, but we can be way more than that, if you just give me a chance." He whispered, knocking away your hands and push down your zipper before putting his infex fingers into the belt loop, your hands was on his chest trying to push him away.

"No...we're friends, you call me bud--" A muffled moan nearly escape your lips as Ethan's teeth graze a spot near your ear.

"That's because your my sweet rosebud," He kiss along your jaw, "...your so beautiful but scared to show it because of this town." You watch Ethan pull back smirking as he look admired his work, you turn look at the mirror to see discolor bruises all sides of your neck.

You widen eye in panic at your neck, if your aunt sees this she going to kill you, why would he do this he knows how Amma would react if she sees this. You turn your eyes to Ethan to see him still smiling in the mirror at your neck, he looked almost proud.

"Why."

Ethan look in your face in the mirror before he stepped closer bringing his arms to snake around your waist, and buried his nose in your hair as he held you to him.

"Because I love you, I always have."

You look away from him, you couldn't take looking at him any longer. You didn't want to believe it, you didn't want to believe the truth.

"What about Lena." Ethan move his fave so his lips can brush against your hairline.

"She's just a friend." He reassures.

You frown looking down at the dresser feeling confuse and conflicted, you spent years burying your feelings for Ethan out of fear of losing him. After so long you feel unsure of what do, you never expected he like you back or even love you so much that he put a spell on you. Before your thought can flourish and spread, it all turn to mush when you felt Ethan's teeth graze against your sensitive skin again.

Ethan pulled you back from the dresser and turn you so you would be facing him as he leads you backwards to the bed, Ethan's hands roam over your body greedily as he kiss you again. Your body had a mind on its own as your hands tug up Ethan's shirt, he broke the kiss for a split second to take off his shirt before going back to kissing you. You run your hands up his chest before dragging your nails down not too hard to leave line markes but enough to make him groan, you land on your back as Ethan stood shirtless before he grab your leg and undo your shoe before doing the same to the they other one.

You felt too far gone to stop him, you lift your hips and help push down your jeans as he rip them off you and tossing it away. He plant his knees one at a time on the mattress taking his time to crawl on top of you, once he straddle your hips, you help him undo the buttons on your plaid shirt before pushing it off your shoulders and moving onto your bra before flinging it away. You kiss Ethan moving your hands to his belt, you feel Ethan smiling in the kidd at your eagerness but you blame it on the spell, it was doing this to you not you, you didn't feel like you were in control.

Once Ethan kick his pants off, his hand graze down your stomach and stop at the line of your underwear. Ethan didn't think before plunging his hand inside and finding your clit, you bit the tip of your tongue as his finger slow moves causing you to let out a shudder breath. Your fingers went to his hair as he suck bruises on your chest as well, you threaded your fingers through his hair gripping it tight as a familiar feeling you felt before grew with every roll of his finger against your bundle of nerve. Your panties started to feel uncomfortable as they stick to your wet cunt, and you could feel Ethan getting impatient as he moves his finger fast making you close you legs between his hands as a strike of lightening stuck you.

You spasm as Ethan carry on through your climax, after being you to your second climax, Ethan slide his hand out before moving off you. He turns you so your laying straight on the bed, he hook his thumbs through your panties before slide them down your hip until your ankle. Ethan set them aside before making quick work at getting rid of his boxers, he toss this on the floor with the rest of your clothes before grabbing your knees and pulling them apart so he can sit between them. You swallow as you take a quick glance down at Ethan as he pump his cock, you lean your head back staring at your ceiling.

You swallow as wait, your heart start beating a little too fast for your liking as you suddenly felt expose. You move your arms to cover your chest, when you felt Ethan touch the side of your leg you, you look at him to see him look between your thighs as he hold his shaft I'm his hand. When he move closer you put your knee up to stop him from getting close, Ethan looks up at you with confuse and dark cloudy eyes.

"E-Ethan...I'm not sure we should be doing this...maybe we should stop." Ethan move your knee from his stomach and put it on around his hip, he moves to lean over you his elbow planting next to you as he stare down at you.

"Just relax...I promise I'll go slow." He breathe, you start shaking your head feeling his head rub along my entrance, this wasn't right, it didn't feel right even through he does.

"I can't, Ethan. Please, I don't want to do this anymore, just get off of me." Ethan didn't make a show of getting off, your hand went to his chest but he wouldnt budge, "...Ethan, please–" Ethan smother your pleas with his lips and grab your wrist pitting them beside your head.

His lips went back to sucking on your skin causing your body to react without your consent, you whimper when you felt Ethan's cock push against your cunt, you babble out pleas as he slowly inch in little by little.

"Mmm." Ethan moan dropping his head on your shoulder as you clench around him.

The stretch burn making it hard to lay still, your hand grip his arm when he plant his knee moving slightly so you can get use to it. Ethan move his hand under your leg putting it higher as he thrust into you at a steady pace, after a while the pain dwindle away being replace by a better feeling. You turn your head to the side burying your face in the pillow as Ethan rocking hid hips against you with his hands griping your hips down. Your hands clench onto whatever was close as your bit you lip and lift your hips, Ethan use one hand to press down on your stomach keeping your body to the bed while his other hand slide up to play with your hard bud between his fingers.

Your thighs squeeze Ethan's waist as his thrust begin to speed up, his hand squeeze your breast in his hand, you let out a gasp when ethan replace his finger with his mouth. The feeling of his warm tongue circling your bud add with the pressure between your legs, you were getting close to your breaking point.

As you getting closer, Ethan pulls you up into his lap and you hold on to his shoulder as he moves you on top of him. The new angle and position has your legs wrapped around Ethan as you drop your hand to your pussy, you start doing what Ethan did moments ago and the familiar feeling was getting close. Ethan notice your action and push your hand away, and replace it with his thumb, he kiss along your shoulder before his other hand grab and entwine your hands together as you and him move together in the same rhythm.

You shudder against Ethan as you climax in his lap, he was still rutting and rubbing your clit as you came. He wasn't far behind as he drop you both back on the bed, you push your head up panting, while Ethan babble incoherently as he pump three more times before cumming inside you with a shudder. Ethan slump on top of you out of breathe, you could feel his heart beating fast against your chest as he laid there.

After about a few minutes, his heart finally got back to it steady rhythm as did yours, you felt hollow when Ethan pull out, you felt empty. A deep desire to replace the feeling with the old one cross your mind, it surprised you how much you like it and how good Ethan made you feel but something in the back of your head was still telling you that what you did was a mistake.

You didn't know Ethan pulled the covers over your naked bodies until he sigh out, you glance at him to see him with one arm bend under his head while the other one is under your head. He had a satisfied smile on his lips, you felt his fingertips graze the back of your neck, he turns to look at you, his eyes search yours. For what? No idea.

Ethan move to turn on his side with his arm still under your head, his hand found yours as he link them together. You look at your conjoin hands before looking at Ethan, the memories what happened earlier become clearly as the fog clears away.

"Ethan--"

"I know..." he started, his thumb caress the back of your hand, a little smirk painted his lips, "...it was amazing, you were amazing." He mumbled before lean in to capture your lips, you close your eyes as Ethan push firmly against your lips before pulling away leaving you breathless. Your tongue run over your swollen bottom lip, Ethan couldn't help but drone at the action.

"Don't...Don't you think we should take it slow, E?" You asked not sure what to think anymore not trusting your brain to think for you, Ethan purr as he snake your hand under the covers to grasp his hard cock.

"I been taking it slow since we were in middle school." He grunts as he move your hand up and down as he shakes under you, "I'm tired of waiting and I'm tired of people thinking they can walk all over you...not anymore." He took your hand away and held it against his heart as he stare deep into your eyes, "Because you are mine now, your my girlfriend, my girl and if anyone with any brain in this town has any sense they think better than to mess with you." You inhale sharply as Ethan's grip started to tighten around your hand.

"Ethan, my hand." You grimace in pain.

"Say you love me,"

"What? Ow, Ethan, please." Ethan grip tighten.

"You been playing with my feelings for too long, I want to hear you say it." You look at him with pleading eyes, but all that stared back at you was this dark look in his eyes that you didn't like, that scared you.

You swallow, blinking away the tears in your eyes, "...I...I love you, Ethan." You sniffle, Ethan hold was still on your hand as he stare at you, "E, please, your hurting me," you utter brokenly.

Ethan's eyes soften, he loosen his grip on your hand, before you could snatch it away he held it firmly, you look at him as he watch you. He slowly bring the back of your knuckles to his lips before pecking each one, he drop your hand and brought you close to lay in his arms.

"I love you too, and you'll see..." He finally says, "One day, you'll understand our love,"

What if you don't want to?

His words didn't bring you comfort snd warmth but rather dread and fear, how was you suppsoe to love someone who scares you or would hurt you. You didn't want this, you didn't want to be with this stranger wearing your bestfriend's face. You missed the old Ethan. You missed your Ethan

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Keep Me in Your Thoughts (33)

"Fucking bastards. How dare them." I hiss slamming the door to my old chamber open as I walk in, I start to pace the room.

"The nerve of them to blame me for this, as if I was the one who animate the rebellion. I..." I point at myself as I face meleah who was watching on the bed, " did nothing but try to restore my name and give a home to my children, and yet this is my fault." I let out a bitter chuckle, foolish old man, those bastards, those...argh.

I grabbed the pitcher from the table and threw it against the wall above the fireplace before it fell to the floor, I grind my teeth as I stare at the empty space that use to have a painting there long ago before I threw it away.

"...my queen, what is going on," I snap my head around to look at meleah as she stare at me worried, "What are you talking about? What happened in the chamber–"

"Those bastards is incompetent that is what, they are blaming me for the rebellion that iron islands are starting because I am queen."

"What do you being queen have to do with the rebellion," I rub my temple as I stand still.

"Apparently, now the last old king of westeros is gone, lords are wondering if I will bend the knee to viserys. Which I will never do not even if he held a sword to my neck," I spit angrily, "So, now a rebellion is starting in the iron islands saying they want to be kings again, and the one whose trying to act like a king and viserys thinks the other houses will follow." I sigh putting my face in my hands, this all so tiring and stupid, I can easily stomp out this little rebellion easily with my dragon but no that will only make it worse they said.

"What do they want you to do? Do they want you to bend the knee?" Meleah ask, I drag my hands down my face and look at her.

"They gave me options." Meleah raise a brow.

"Options?" I nodded before looking down, this wasnt fair, I don't understand what I did to deserve to be put in this hell.

"They said I can either give up my crown to Aeron or bend the knee to house targaryen and become lady of the serpent islands."

"But if you don't." I look up at her with a small frown.

"Than, they will go back on our deal and isolate us from westeros, which mean we will have to go back to exporting our goods through Dorne and Esso." The idea of that might sound good but it isn't, many of the things we grow and make is from essos.

To westeros our goods are the finest things they ever eaten and worn, while in essos they are nothing more than sand to them. It will put us in ruins and dorne won't be enough for us from going penniless, it's hard to say but we need the seven kingdoms to strive.

"What are you going to do." I sigh walk over to the bed and flopping down next to meleah, my back hit the bed as I look up at the familiar patterns I grown to count and look when I was bored.

"I never wanted to be queen," I said looking to meleah as she stayed sit up watching me, "All I wanted was for my daughter not to end up like me, broken and hollow, nothing to her name but the men that surrounded her." I shook my head as I could feel the burning sensation behind my eyes, I covered my eyes with the palm of my hand to keep the tears from falling.

"I would have been happy as a lord's wife, no matter how they treated me, if they ask for heirs I would have given them all  until it killed me, if it meant my daughter didn't have to do it." I sniff rubbing my nose with the sleeve off my tunic, "I never ask for this...I didn't ask to be queen, or to rule a kingdom or be the reason a rebellion is started. I just wanted to my life in peace away from viserys."

A soft knock came from the door making me and meleah look at it, meleah at me as I look back at her before she turn her head and got up. I use my elbows to lift me up to see who was at the door, when i saw it was a servant I drop down and went back to looking at the patterns of the sheet that cover my old bed, the door was shut a second later before the bed dip. I look at meleah to find her looking at me as she hold up a message.

"Daemon and Caraxes were seen flying over the city, the king wishes for our presents to welcome him back." She said before tossing the message, I sigh closing my eyes, I wish I can wake up and be back where I was when I was a little girl.  In my bed back at Driftmark waiting for my mother to come get me for my flying lessons. What I would give to be that senseless and innocent little girl again, and not this shell of a woman who had to grow up so fast and be maneuver around like some puppet on the strings.

What am I going to do? Is my reign as queen over, I mull over that thought, Am I ready to give up the crown and title.

"Should we get going, my queen?"

I mean the thought of giving up the title as queen didn't really pain me bit the thought of having to bend in front of viserys and surrender to him is what irks me the most.

"Rhaelle."

I don't care about being queen, I will still be lady of the isles and it's not going to be a big adjustment for me.

"Rhaelle?"

But, I don't want it to seem like I gave up and make viserys and otto feel like they won, no I want ro make them think that they did, they like to play their  games with me. I can easily do the same, I still have a few things up my sleeve and they will see. 

"Rhaelle." Meleah voice snap me back to reality making me blink multiple times before looking over at meleah to see her lean over looking at me.

"What." She furrow her brows and tilt her head to the side.

"I said should we get going," I frown a little before shaking my head and move to sit up making meleah to lean back, "Do you want to leave?" She ask making me look at her with before saying no.

"...I have made my decision," I said getting up and walking over to the chest near the wardrobe.

"And?" She ask behind me as I shift through my gown trying to find a gown to wear.

"I have decided..." I trailed off as I push aside the other gowns to get to the one that I needed.

"You have decided." Meleah repeats edgy me to go on making me sit up with the gown I was looking for before going back to the bed.

"That I will step down as queen and give my crown to my son, if..." I stop as I admire the gown before putting it neatly on the bed for me to consider, as I look at it my stomach starts to turn and luckily not for the worse reason.

"Do you think they have pomegranates here?" I ask moving my hand to my stomach before rubbing it, meleah glance at me before she stood.

"I'll can call a servant and ask." I smile.

"Please, do I am famish." I move to go back to my chest to pull out matching shoes and them back to the bed.

As meleah pull the string for the servant, I started to undress with my back to her. I start at my boots tossing them to the side before going to unbuckle my belt and shimmy my trousers off before discarding them on the couch leaving me in my undergarment, i turn my head to see meleah talk to the maid in the threshold of the door making me turnnback around and look down as  I start unbutton the tight corset vest, I sigh in bliss finally getting the tightness of the corset off my stomach and breast.

"Meleah, can you help me get my gown on," I say turning to face the woman.

"Of course, my queen." I watch her turn around before stopping making me give her a raise brow in question, she recover whatever shock or stunness she wss experiencing before making her way towards me with a look of bewilderment in her eyes.

"Are you alright?" I ask looking st her warily, she look at me confused making me narrow my eyes at her, "Meleah? Are you okay." I ask again making her brow twitch before nodding her head.

"Yes, my queen. I am okay, " I hummed watching her as she move to get the dress off the bed, "Are you okay?" She ask as she glance at the dress and me.

"Yes, I'm fine." I said looking at her unsure, why was she asking me I was okay she was the one who looked like she saw a ghost.

"Good. Thats good." She mumble.

I raise my brow at her as she held the dress against her arm, I used her shoulder to balance myself as I step through into the dress. I frown a bit when meleah start to pull on the strings to tighten it.

"Can you not tighten it so much," I ask softly, "...it's making my breast and stomach ache." I heard meleah let out a sound before feeling the fabric loosen a bit.

"All done, my queen." I step away from her and when to the mirror, soon meleah was right beside me looking at me through the mirror. I nod my head as I turn left and right inspecting it.

"How do you feel. Is it to your liking, my queen." Meleah ask, I stare at myself for a second before nodded.

"It's uncomfortable as hell, but it will do." I ran my hand down the front of the gown with purse lips, it makes my breast look swollen and my arms look a bit chubby.

"Does this thing make me look fat." I look at meleah to see her gape at me.

"W-what, n-no. You look fine, my queen." I clench my jaw as I stare at the mirror, shes lying you do look fat, I sigh and bow my head in annoyance before lifting it.

"It's fine. Let's see if we can use my hair to take attention off my body," I sigh sadly moving over to the table with the mirror to take a seat, as I started to play with my hair I have yet see meleah in the mirror in front of me.

I called her name waiting for her to come as I try to run my hand through my hair to get the tangles out, I finally saw meleah and pinch my brows together at her timid look. I ask if she was alright and she nodded her hair with purse look, I made a face before trying to figure out what I can do with my hair.

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Keep Me in Your Thoughts (34)

When we finally decided to show ourseleves the welcoming celebration was moved from the throne room to godswood, my arm was loop through meleah's arm as I leaned on her while she guided me to godswood. I don't know what has gotten into me, I had so much energy earlier now all I feel is tired and sluggish and big. This reminds me of something what I can't put my finger on what, maybe it's the stress getting to me, yeah, once I finish here and get back home I will feel like myself again.

Only the Red Keep and the people who stay in it can only be the reason to make me feel like absolute shit for no reason, I sigh to myself.

"Where's my pomegranate." I ask turning to look at meleah making the girl sigh herself.

"I told you, my queen. They are still looking for one," My frown deepen as we walk down the halls.

"Gods, I hate this place." I mutter, how can they not have pomegranates, they are one of the most imported fruit in westeros and they're still looking. Pigs. All of them. This place thinks about nothing but themseleves....

The moment we made it outside, I stirr meleah to the table filled of food. I unhook my arm from her as I look at the various of finger foods to eat, as I think about what I should eat first the rumble in my stomach made me realize it didn't matter. So, I took the crabapple tart from the platter and pop one in my mouth, my lashes flatter in delight at the bittersweet taste before moving to grab a plate and start pulling sweets and others onto my plate.

"My lady must you get so much," I pause and look at her before looking down at my plate that sat a separation of sweets and tidbits before glancing back at her with a frown.

"Gods, no wonder I'm getting fat, I'm stress eating." I groan moving to abandon the plate on the table, but meleah stop me from doing so as she took the plate from me.

"No, I didn't mean it like..." she sigh, "You look fine, my queen. Here." I shook my head as she tries to hand it back to me making my hands out in front of me.

"It's okay, nope. I'm fine. I'm not hungry anymore," I lied as I glance at the food and back meleah, she gave me a pleading look making me turn my head away.

"Fine." She said defeated, "Why don't I hold on to it, and if you get hungry again you can take a sweet or a tidbit off the plate, so people can think we are sharing and not all of it is yours." I bite my cheek and glance at her.

"You will do that for me?" I ask a bit uncertain, why am I feeling unsure, of course meleah do that for me she's my friend, "Thanks, Mel." She gave me purse smile as she bow her head at me.

I swipe a pork with bread around and quickly putting it in my mouth, gods that's nasty, even through I hate this place with a passion their food are always amazing. I cover my mouth as I chewed making me glance around at the lords and ladies, I look away from the people distracted by a bird in the weirwood tree. I move away from meleah to go near the tree trying to see the bird, I stand under the creepy face tree looking at the long branches that look to stretch out forever. As I move around the tree to stand behind it  I finally found the bird perched on a branch, it red feathers blended in with the blood-red leaves.

"What are you looking at?" I narrow my eyes at the bird as the person behind m3 ask.

"A bird."

"A bird?" He repeated making I hum.

"Yes, a bird. A Summer Tanager to be exact," It was his turn to hum.

"I don't see it." I lean back so my back can be touching his chest a bit before I move to point up in the tree.

"It's right...there on  that scrawny branch between those two larges ones." I felt him move closer so the front of his body was flash against my back and his chin hover over my right shoulder.

"Do you see it, my prince." His hands went to my waist gently squeezing them.

"Yes, my queen." I turn my head just as daemon did the same, a broad smile painted his lips as he gaze at me.

He squeeze my waist again before leaning towards my lips, before he can get a kiss outta me. I look away from him and move out of his hold  to lean against the tree, daemon look at me with amuse look before moving to lean against the tree too parallel from me.

"A fun fact about birds is that some are said to be smarter than humans," I said looking up as the bird flit to another branch making it shake and some leaves fall off.

"Are they now." I nod as I look at the bird flit again over to another branch, "I never knew you found birds interesting." I look at him.

"I don't. I just like reading about them, my favorite bird is the shrikes." Daemon raised his brow.

"Why? Because their cute and small." I chuckle as I move close to daemon making him smirk at me, as my hand brush against his hand making him grab it.

"That's one of the reasons," he press his lips to my palm making something in me spark and make me bite my bottom lip.

"What's the other." He ask moving my hand to rest against his cheek, my thumb caressed his cheek making him lean into my hand.

"Mostly because of their nickname, butcher birds, they got their names from impaling their prey on thorns or sharp branches to eat and store for later." I said as I slide my hand from his touch making him look at me with a bemused look, "Just because something is small and cute, my dear. Doesn't mean it can't kill you, daemon."

He face came close to my own, I could feel and smell his breathe from how close he was. It made you want to close the gap and kiss him already.

"I love it when you threaten me, my queen." A deep purr from him caused my mind to go foggy, it was the same sound he will make when he was on top of you. My core squeezed around nothing at the thought of him, gods how you want him inside of you.

"Not...threatening, my love. Just educating." I purr leaning closer to him.

He made it hard for me to think clearly. I could tell he felt the same way as his eyes hasn't stop peaking down at my swollen breast in this dress, I watch as his tongue poke out wetting his lips before our eyes made contact. His light purple eyes were now cloudy dark lilac as he stare at me, I look at his hand feeling it on my waist as he squeezes me before moving to slide behind me to grope my backside. As he kneaded my ass all I can think about is how all the time we laid in bed together. Those slender fingers were the ones that brought me to a mind-boggling orgamic bliss so many times, and how his soft lips would kiss along my thigh until he mouth on me. Gods how you want to feel him inside you again.

"...daemon," I whispered making him hum, "kiss me." He move his hand to the back of my neck bringing me onto a heated kiss.

I moan softly against him as he pull me flash against him, I could feel his tent poking me as I rub myself against casuing to let out a small whimper. His lips move from my lips to my neck as he kiss and suck along the my collarbone, as i allow him to push my back against the tree, the sudden sounds of people around us made me remember where we were at. I move to pull his mouth from my body before pecking him on the lips, before he could pull me in for another deep kiss. I move away from his hold and made my way from behind the tree.

I look over my shoulder with a smile to see him watching with lovesick grin as he comes from around the tree, when his name was called by a familiar female voice. I turn my eyes away and made way through the people who started to leave back inside to find Meleah.

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