When we got to the hotel, Mitchell snuck me in under a coat, but it was really hot. He brought me up to his room before he put me on his bed and uncovered me.
"What did you do that for?" I asked angrily.
"You're my precious lover," Mitchell said.
"It's super hot out!" I shouted, "And who said that I was your lover?!"
"Silly Cherry," Mitchell said, "You were the one who asked me to take you out in the first place." I sighed. It was true, but I didn't think he'd take me back to his hotel. He's lucky that I was feeling weak, otherwise I would've kicked him or something.
"But you promised that I would go home without smelling strongly of you," I said. Mitchell ignored me and took his shirt off. He had a six pack. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all. Mitchell took out condoms. We were definitely going to do this, I guess. I took off my glasses to prevent a nosebleed and laid on the bed like nothing was wrong.
"Why are you so calm all of a sudden, Julian?" Mitchell asked.
"I'm pretending that you're Dimitry and I'm Raffiel," I said, "And we're in that one scene where Raffiel sees Dimitry's body for the first time."
"Raffiel is shorter and has longer hair than you," Mitchell said, "But you sure do act cuter." I forgot Mitchell was a fan of my book.
"Shush," I said, "I'm not as cute as you think I am."
"I know, you're a mature adult with a daughter," Mitchell said in a mocking tone, "But with such a baby face, you look more like a little boy."
"Stop teasing me," I said, "I'm aware of my flaws."
"Why are you reacting like this?" Mitchell asked, "I was trying to get you in the mood."
"I was trying the exact same thing and you ruined my attempt," I said, "So I ruined yours. Also, I don't like being teased."
"Oh..." Mitchell said, "Wait, when did you try to get me in the mood? All you said was that you were pretending to... Oh! You want to roleplay?"
"Can't we just do it?" I asked, "I don't like feeling like this." The clothes were quickly thrown to the floor. His kisses were sweet. His hands caressed my body as he penetrated me. I felt like I had become one with him, but I doubt that he felt it too. His eyes wandered as he thrust, almost as if he didn't actually care about me. "Mitch," I moaned, causing him to finally look at me.
"What is it, my sweet Cherry?" Mitchell asked, as he moved one of his hands to caress my face.
"Harder," I muttered. Mitchell looked at me in awe for a second, before he started thrusting deeper and faster. I moaned. He made me feel a hundred times better than Kai ever did, but I was afab and in another world then too, so I don't know how that would transfer.
Soon we both came and Mitchell pulled out, to reveal that he was wearing a condom. He quickly took off the condom, tied it, and threw it out.
"Why was your mind wondering?" Mitchell asked.
"Your mind was wandering too," I said.
"I didn't think I was worthy of looking at your face while I make love to you," Mitchell said, "You're Malak after all."
"And here I thought that you didn't like me," I muttered.141Please respect copyright.PENANAKghhHQYn0l
"So why was your mind wandering?" Mitchell asked. I sighed.
"I was just thinking about how good it was," I said.141Please respect copyright.PENANAoX1I76Q2jA
"Can I call you my lover now?" Mitchell asked. I sighed, because I wasn't going to win against this man.
"What would happen if I say no?" I asked. I could see a flash of anger in Mitchell's eyes that left as soon as it came. What a good actor.141Please respect copyright.PENANAVjrzvFktWv
"I'd pursue you until you became mine," Mitchell said with a smile on his face.
"Would you be able to satisfy all of my desires?" I asked.
"What kind of desires does my little Cherry have?" Mitchell answered.
"Good question," I said, "Do you want to go another round?"
"Would I?" Mitchell asked excitedly, "Definitely, but I'd like to hear about your desires first, little Cherry."
"My desires..." I said, "I want to have my daughter back. I want to have a big house with big backyard and a wall around it. I want at least two more kids, maybe three. I want to get married before I have another child. I want to have a good morning text and a good night text. And... Oh! I think I want to invite you to parties, even though they are only family parties."
"That's a long list," Mitchell said, "But you didn't say anything about sexual desires." I could feel my face warming up. Why did he have to mention that?141Please respect copyright.PENANA8A82ZhKNTo
"I don't have any," I said.141Please respect copyright.PENANAkkqIGW0bjx
"Don't lie to me, little Cherry," Mitchell said.
"I like taking it from behind," I muttered.
"Then, that's how we'll do it this time," Mitchell said. He ripped open a condom. I got up onto my hands and knees. His hands went to my hips. I squealed when he entered me, it felt even better doing it this way than it did when we did it just now. Something about having his hands on my hips just felt right. I was slightly worried that he'd bite me and we'd become mates like that, but damn did he know how to treat someone right.141Please respect copyright.PENANAGoe60AojnJ
"I've been defeated," I murmured after we both came. I felt like I was about to pass out, but what good would that do?
"Why'd you say that, Cherry?" Mitchell asked.
"I definitely smell of you," I said, "But I should really get home."
"Why can't you stay the night?" Mitchell asked.
"My dad would kill us both," I said.
"Why? Is he an assassin?" Mitchell asked. I tried my best not to laugh.
"I don't think so," I said, "But then again, I'm not exactly sure what he does either." Because I'm from another world.
"If you don't know, he might be," Mitchell said.141Please respect copyright.PENANA5OHNbuLDcG
"I doubt it," I said, "My life is ultra boring."
"You're an author and an omega," Mitchell said, "You're not boring at all."
"I didn't say that I was boring," I said, "My life is what is boring."
"What you said with your daughter, that's not boring," Mitchell said, "If I had an ex like that, I probably wouldn't call my life boring. I'd think my life was like a soap opera, but definitely not boring."
"My Mum said that as well," I said. Mitchell looked at me like I said something wrong.
"And you still think it isn't?" Mitchell asked.
"Well, I'm not one for watching soap operas," I said, "So I don't know."
"What do you watch then?" Mitchell asked.
"I only watch what other's put on," I said, "I'm not very good at multitasking and they put it on during dinner, so I either just watch or just eat and everyone gets upset with me either way. I'm not a movie buff, though I do prefer foreign films and amine."
"So you don't know any of the shows I've been in?" Mitchell grumbled. I thought about it for a second, I must've seen something with him in it, but what was it.
"Were you the main character in 'Burning Riptide'?" I asked. Mitchell looked shocked for a second, but then smiled and nodded.
"Yep," Mitchell said.
"'Did you ever feel a wind this cold?'" I recited from the film.
"'I've felt wind colder than ice, swifter than a million horses, but I've never seen a omega such as yourself'," Mitchell recited back. I knew that wasn't the line that I remembered, but it was because I was in a different world.
"You really know your lines well for a movie from years ago," I said.141Please respect copyright.PENANAuXr2OfmWar
"It was my first time playing a main character," Mitchell said, "So of course it's a big deal to me."
"Can I please just go home?" I asked.
"Oh, okay," Mitchell said, "If you insist." Mitchell then texted his driver or something. I got dressed and noticed that Mitchell was doing the same. Maybe he wanted to see me off?
There was a knock on the door, which Mitchell just opened the door to reveal the driver. I didn't get a good look at him in the car, but now that I got a good look at him, I could tell that he was a good guy. His hair was short and black. He wore a pair of glasses and had this fatherly aura. Mitchell walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Julian Steele," Mitchell's driver said, "My name is Jon Young. I'm sorry for everything that my client has done."
"You're his manager?" I asked. Mr. Young nodded.
"Yes," Mr. Young said, "I'm sorry that he put you through this. You were the only one that he ever pursued in his entire career. It was stupid of me to let you get taken advantage of, but I wasn't exactly sure what he was going to do."
"I wouldn't say that I was taken advantage of," I said, "But I wasn't expecting it either."
"What were you expecting?" Mr. Young asked.
"I haven't a clue," I said, "I mean, I wanted to know who the person was that my drunk self threw himself at. If drunk me liked him, he couldn't be all that bad. Sure, I was given a shock today, but I wouldn't say it was bad. I rate him a 10 out of 10, but I'd like you to remind him that I expect him on Wednesday at 2:30 pm, so that I don't have to go to T City by bus."
"So you two are lovers now?" Mr. Young asked.141Please respect copyright.PENANAA4Drd7kXJU
"I'm not a fan of one night stands," I said, "And I think he wants me to be his lover. I just... I'm scared that I will ruin this because of my mental instability. It doesn't help that I'm still scared of my daughter's father. I never married him, but I did spend five years dating him and those years were hell on wheels."
"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Mr. Young asked.
"Which part?" I asked.
"The last part," Mr. Young said.141Please respect copyright.PENANAxe8Tfri6kk
"I never married my ex?" I asked.
"No the very last part," Mr. Young said.
"Those years were hell on wheels?" I asked.
"I've never heard of that term before," Mr. Young said, "Hell on wheels." I laughed.
"It's become my new favorite saying," I said, "After 'calm your horses'. I heard it while watching an old cartoon with family. I don't remember where I found 'calm your horses' though I bet it was something similar."
"So, we're just waiting on Mitchell," Mr. Young said, "And then I will drop you off at your home."
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