17 - Emilia

“You know, you should probably get up and go do some mob business instead of laying here wasting time with me,” I peer up at Kaius as I say this.

We’re naked in my bed, having spent the entire day here. I’m laying in his arms with my head on his chest, my leg swung over his, and his arm around my neck as he holds me. Things he revealed to me in the last few hours have left me a fragile mess, but I won’t show it to him.

I need to break in private before I can.

“Hmm, but I like wasting time with you,” he says, his rough timbre thrumming in his chest and he smiles. “It’s so much more fun being buried deep inside of you than it is torturing someone.”

“Oh, I haven’t tortured someone in a long time, I might beg to differ,” I say with a wink. “But seriously, you should probably get back to business. I know you have things to take care of.”

His smile fades a little, so I know I’ve hit the nail right on the head. Sighing, he pulls me closer and kisses the side of my head. “You need to stop be