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What Is Your Center?	By : LuciferDragon Category: +M through R > Rise of the Guardians Views: 1676 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I took another small step forward, still not trusting my eyes or my balance. “I saw you… I saw you get stabbed through.” I took another step as he stood still. “I saw him twist the blade.” I blinked to try to clear my vision, thinking it was an illusion. “I saw you fall.”
He chuckled and I noticed him holding a hand to his bloody chest. “It isn’t too serious. Just a minor hole in my chest.”
I wasn’t one to display a variety of emotions in public. I tended to not show when I was upset, nor when I was scared. I never wanted to appear weak in front of people. However seeing him standing there, alive, I couldn’t stop the elation that tore through my entire being. A lump formed in my chest, and I felt tears stain my cheeks. “You’re really alive.”
“So far as I know.”
My small steps became a stumbling gait as it slowly sank in he was really there. My body screamed at me to stop moving, to just lie still, but I refused. I kept going until my legs finally gave out and I fell forward into him. In his own weakened state he dropped to his knees with me. Instinctively I held on as tightly as I could, overwhelmed at being able to touch him again. “I thought you were dead,” I muttered into his shoulder.
“I had to make you think I was. I couldn’t have you worrying about me.”
“Jerk.” I wanted to slap him, to make him hurt for lying to me. Instead I kissed him, never wanting him to leave again. Now I knew how he felt when he fought against the toxins in my veins. I knew exactly why he made love to me that night in such a desperate way.
Someone clearing their throats made me remember we weren’t alone. Embarrassment rushed through me and I pulled back, letting me realize he was flinching in pain. “There is a minor problem,” he said through clenched teeth. “I do still have a hole that needs sealing up.”
“We’ll take you back to Pole,” North said, making me look at the others. “You can rest there.”
Tooth perked up with her fairies. “North, what about Christmas? How will you get all the presents delivered in time? It’s already sunrise in other continents!”
“We can deliver them,” Bunny offered. “We did it for you, why not for North?”
“Only if you all have energy to help,” North said.”
I almost offered. However the pain in my ribs reminded me it would be a very bad idea to run around delivering presents to children.
“I think we can find a second wind,” Jack answered. “Though I believe Hana is also out for helping. That was some beating you took.”
I’d be feeling the blows for quite some time. I nodded, wanting nothing more than to sleep right where I was, feeling protected and at ease. “Rest is top of the list of things to do when we return.”
North let out a whoop of joy that almost made me even more tired just from looking at him. “It is settled. Let us go and save Christmas.”

I managed to not fall to pieces on the trip back, and I still remained intact as I was returned to the spare room. I would have preferred to return to Italy, but there was no time to make side trips. I don’t think many of us had much left in us to travel out of the way as it was. So, when Pitch’s chest was sealed up and set right again, the others left in a rush to salvage Christmas.
The damage had been done however, and there was no repairing the families who lost a son, a daughter, a spouse, a partner to Lucifer’s evil plans. There would still be somber Christmas mornings for many. Despite that, it could have been much, much worse. I considered ourselves extremely lucky to have come across the story of Tia. Without her, Lucifer would have won and there would have been no Christmas. There would have been nothing at all.
I winced as I subconsciously slouched. I was reprimanded by both my bruised ribs and the man behind me.
“Hold still. I’m almost through.”
Even breathing hurt, but the pain was beginning to lessen the more he bound the ribs. Even so, I’d still hurt for a while. Once his own wounds had been sealed up he had come into the room and ordered me to take everything above my waist off. It had been an excruciating ordeal, but it had to be done. He had sat behind me on the bed and started to bind my ribs with bandages North had provided for me. I didn’t trust anyone else with the job anyway.
I was still mad at him for making me believe he was dead, of course, but I understood why he did it. Instead of worrying about him while I was gone, I only focused on the end goal. He didn’t have to know I wasn’t as angry as I seemed. The whole time he bound my ribs we stayed in silence, the only noise being my hisses as he passed over sensitive flesh. When he was done he motioned for me to turn around. I did so carefully, seeing he had discarded his coat at some point. He pulled me forward into a protective grasp and I responded in kind. We didn’t say anything. He only stroked my hair, completely innocent.
Something about it made me realize what I had almost lost. If Lucifer hadn’t missed anything vital. It made me realize what I almost had to live without. I couldn’t have done it. A life without him… it wouldn’t be worth living. The powerful possibility of how close I had been to losing him made me clutch tighter to his bare shoulders, pressing my face in the crook of his neck as tears flowed past my eyes.
What started as silent tears slowly grew into shaky sobs and his own grasp grew. He would have died still believing I didn’t trust him with everything I was. He would have faded from existence never having the one thing he truly wanted to find again. A family.
I could never provide children for him; we had found out early in our relationship I couldn’t get pregnant. However, I could at least play some part of a stable life for him. I tried to control my tears, though it took much of my restraint to do so. “I’m so sorry, Kozmotis.”
He pulled back, letting me see him frown. “Why are you apologizing?”
“These past few months I’ve been cautious with you, too afraid that you’d revert to who you were when I left.” I swallowed, trying to calm down further. “I had trouble trusting you completely again. I realize now it was stupid. I should have seen how much you’ve changed.”
He shook his head, putting his hands to my shoulders. “You don’t need to apologize. I wouldn’t trust me either after everything I did to you.” He tilted my head up so I could keep his gaze. “Serah, I didn’t expect you to trust me again. I barely expected you to let me back into your life after all the pain I caused you.”
“This whole thing made me realize I needed to give you a better chance.” I leaned in to his hand as he held it to my cheek. “I almost lost you without trusting you.” I cast my gaze down. “I’d provide you with the thing you desire most if I could.”
He looked confused for a moment again before the realization sunk in. His own gaze grew sad. “If only you could.” He moved his thumb against my cheek. “Though there is no set custom that says a family cannot consist of just two people. I know you could give me that at least.”
I couldn’t breathe for a second. It could have either been from the shock of his words or a flash of pain from my ribs. Or both even. I only nodded and pressed my lips to his. I couldn’t say anything. I shifted to my knees over his lap, hissing slightly against the pain. I was in no condition for anything hot and heavy, not physically, but what we were doing was just as good. My arms slid around his back and neck, my fingers gripping his hair how I knew he liked.
His tongue pressed against my lips and I shifted them to allow him through, a moan slipping through as I did. His tongue danced with mine and my grip on his back increased a bit. I could feel him getting hard beneath me, but he made no moves to do anything about it. I pulled back a bit to touch my nose to his, since my horns got in the way of anything else. “Don’t you want to take care of that?”
He shook his head. “It isn’t important.” He pulled me in a soft, long kiss. “I’m satisfied with these sweet lips of yours right now.”
I laughed against his lips and looked at him through my lashes. “Are they really so satisfying?”
“Mm, they are. Addicting like a sweet poison.”
I grinned. “Is that all that’s addicting?”
“Of course not.” His eyes went to my throat as his hands ran up my arms. “Your skin is intoxicating.” His fingers trailed over the swell of my breasts. “Your tits are captivating.” I laughed softly against his lips. He pulled them in again quickly while he tilted his hips upward just as fast, making me gasp against his skin. I felt him grin and pull back, leaning to my ear. “And your pussy is the best thing I’ve tasted in all my life.”
I laughed and pushed at his chest. “Shut up and kiss me again.”
He did, wrapping his arms possessively around me again. It was all I needed, just to reassure myself he was still there. Eventually we both pulled back, and I leaned against his shoulder, content to just feel and hear him breathe as his fingers stroked my arm.
I bit my lip, hesitating. “Hey.”
“Hm?”
“I love you, Kozmotis.”
He kissed my hair. “I love you too, Serah.” He tilted his head to the pillows. “We’re a little beat up physically, but there are other ways we can fool around.”
I grinned into his neck. There were for sure perks to sleeping with the Boogeyman. Ethereal sex was always a good alternative. It was more intense than physical, since our dreams were merged in the process. It wasn’t the real thing, but with his skill of dream manipulation… I repressed a shiver. “If you’re up for it.”
He tilted his head down. “Well, part of me already is.”
I laughed into his skin, pressing my lips to him. “We should be sleeping as it is. No harm in having fun while our bodies recover.” I shifted from his arms, hissing as my ribs gave a twinge.
“Easy, Hana. No sense rushing in to it.”
I let a sharp breath out my nose as I stood up, pacing myself. “Not my intentions.” I unbuttoned my shorts and tried to take them off, but my bruises had other plans.
He heard him sigh and shifted off the bed with me. “Didn’t think I’d have to undress you like this again.”
I held on to his shoulders for balance as he helped me out of the shorts. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been injured like this.”
He reached behind me and turned down the sheets. “I apologized for that sparring session.”
I let out a scoff. “I know. It was my fault anyway.” I sat on the bed again, pacing myself while I slipped under the sheets. “How long do you think we have?”
“Given how long it took them to cover the world for Tooth, probably a few hours.” He shrugged and unfastened his own pants as he went to the other side of the bed. “Then again, I’ll decapitate them if they wake us up before we’ve finished.”
I laughed at his charming grin. “Shut up and get in this bed. Your girlfriend is getting antsy.”
He tossed the pants aside and gave a rumble of a growl as he slipped in next to me. “Should we use the sands if you’re so impatient?”
I nodded. “I mean, it’s not like it takes you long to fall asleep.”
He shrugged and laid on his back. “Another of the perks of dealing in dreams.” He held out his arm and I laid on him as comfortably as I could. “I’ll see you on the other side.”
Before I knew it I was drifting off to sleep. I didn’t have to wait long for his consciousness to press to mine, drawing myself towards where I felt him. He was better at creating the dream planes than I ever was. In the darkness came a door, one I recognized as the one to his room in the lair.
I opened it, entering the room I had become reacquainted with over the last few months. Not much had changed, and he kept it the same as well in this plane. He sat on the edge of the bed, curling his finger towards him.
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I knelt over his legs, feeling him automatically put his hands to my hips for stability. In the dream plane, everything felt more sensitive. His touch made gooseflesh erupt over my skin. I wasted no more time, leaning up and sinking onto his cock as he held it still for me. Both of us couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped our throats. He replaced his hand on my hip once he was in far enough. I held on to his shoulders, not moving, just enjoying feeling him inside me. All mental boundaries were gone, and I could vaguely feel his own desires as well.
I started to rock against him, hearing him let out a hum of approval. In here, I knew what he wanted above all else. He was able to hide nothing from me, just as I was able to hide nothing from him.
One of his arms wrapped around my back while the other gripped my ass, picking me up and throwing me onto the bed with a growl. His body laid flush to mine as he rolled against me. My arms wrapped over his back to keep hold of his shoulders. I pressed my lips to his neck, my cries muffled against his skin. His pace grew so rapid, I could hardly breathe. I begged him not to stop.
His hand slid down my leg, pressing it against his side, making him groan and pull my lips into a bruising kiss. His fingers dug into flesh, letting me feel just a slight bite from his nails.
The slight pain made me tilt my head back, unable to stop the noises he made me make. He took advantage of it, kissing the exposed skin. I didn’t hold back at all. I felt my walls start to constrict around him, but his pace ripped through the hold. My own nails dug into his flesh, though deeper than his ever could. I dragged them down his skin, loving his husky hiss that blew against my throat.
“Harder, Serah.”
I didn’t think twice, giving in to his request. He moaned as I gouged valleys in his skin, his pace faltering. He pressed his lips to mine, pulling a heavy, shuddering breath through his nose as he pressed against my hips harder and faster. I could only mewl against his skin, rocking my hips to meet his.
All at once, I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move. My body seized up as I came, his thrusts stimulating my nerve endings. I grabbed whatever I could of him, my throat exposed to him again.
I cried out for him, begged him to fuck me as hard as he could. I felt his jagged teeth sink into my flesh as he growled, giving me what I wanted. I came around him again, but he was relentless. His ragged moans let me know how close he was. His grip on my hips moved up my sides. I held on to him, pressing my lips to his ear. “Come inside me, Kozmotis.” I bit his ear, panting against it.
“Oh fuck, Serah…” He leaned up, his breathing coming out in shaky groans. His teeth clenched together. He pressed full flush into me, his pace stopping immediately as he let out a low grunt of a growl. His hands held on to my legs, keeping me close to him as his hips jerked.
We both held still, trying to catch our breath. He kept his hold on my legs as he leaned over a bit. He let out a shake of a laugh.
“Mm, what’s funny?”
“Nothing.” He met my eyes, his chest still betraying his lack of breath. “Been a long time since you’ve let me do that.”
“Been a long time since we’ve done this in here. I don’t have to worry about cleanup.” I leaned up on my elbows. “Also don’t have to worry too much about making you bleed.”
“Good thing, too.” He rolled his shoulders, sucking in a sharp breath through his grin. “Fuck I love those nails of yours.”
I hummed in amusement. “You masochist.”
“And sadist. Don’t forget that, love.”
“Oh really? Didn’t get much of that.” I arched a brow. “Care to show me that side again?”
He pulled out of me, leaning back on his ankles. “Can in a few minutes. Or sooner, with some assistance.”
I saw the lead form in his hand. I purred. “Mm, what does my master want of his pet?” I felt him tug hard, pulling me to my knees. I ignored the feeling of dripping against my legs.
“I think we made a mess.” He spread his knees apart and dropped his voice. “Clean it up, pet. Then I’ll think of how to reward you.”
I shivered at his tone. I leaned down, running my hands up his thighs. I made sure he saw me lick my lips before pulling his softening cock between them. I tasted his climax mixed with my own, a sweet concoction due to our diets of fear and nightmares. I moaned, making him twitch against the vibrations.
I felt his fingers glide through my hair, pushing it aside for me at first. I flicked my tongue against him, and his fingers gripped my hair into a fist. He didn’t control me, letting me do as I wished. I was so caught up in what I was doing, I didn’t feel him lean forward. I for sure felt the slap he laid across my ass, making me moan against him again. There was the sadist in him, at least a small amount of it.
He did it again and I jumped, the moan coming out as a high whine. I knew he could do much more, but he had been holding back ever since we started seeing each other again. He had been afraid to delve too deep. Just as he didn’t want to force me into anything, I didn’t want to force him. Whatever he was comfortable with, I’d take. Especially when it sent wonderful tingles up my spine and over my nerves.
He chuckled deep in his throat as he laid down another strike. I whined again into him, needing to pull off for a moment. He grabbed my chin, tilting my head up. “Did I say to stop?”
His voice and eyes sent an electrical shock of arousal through me. I had to press my thighs together. “No, sir.”
I knew he loved the power. I couldn’t blame him. I had made him call me ma’am quite a few times during my own power-trip nights on Halloween. “Well, what the fuck are you waiting for?” He leaned over and smacked me harder, forcing me to reward him with a sharp cry. “Or do you just want me to fuck you now?”
I bit my lip as the sting faded. “Yes, sir.”
“Get me a little harder and I can give my pet what she wants.” He leaned over to my ear, tilting my head up more. “Be sure to keep that ass of yours up.”
I nodded and pulled him back into my mouth, doing as he asked. I could feel his hand still on my now stinging flesh, only this time he was stroking it, easing the pain. I moaned against his hardened cock, feeling him dip his fingers down into my folds.
Without warning he pulled me off and moved to kneel behind me, pressing me down to my hands. I felt a tug on my throat from the collar. He ran his cock up and down my slit, dipping inside and pulling right back out. I couldn’t help the instinctive twitch my hips gave. He pushed inside, forcing a high moan from my throat. Outside of our dreams I had trouble with the position, but inside them, he took advantage of my higher pain tolerance. He loved how it made me scream louder than any other.
He held my hips tight, using it as leverage. Each time he jerked his hips he’d pull me back onto him, using the momentum to fuck me with less effort on his part. I fell to my forearms, gripping the sheets hard as my moans became louder, my breathing in mewling pants. “Pitch… it’s too good!” I arched my back against him, letting him slid in deeper.
“I’m far from done with you.” He pulled the lead, making me arch farther. He instantly hit something in me, forcing my walls to quiver in anticipation. I clenched my eyes closed, only able to cry out for him. I didn’t want him to ever stop. I wanted him to bring me over the edge as many times as he could. My breath caught in my throat as I came, unable to move as he continued his relentless thrusts, drawing out my climax, bringing it to a height that tore through my chest. My mind went cloudy. He wrapped an arm around my waist and I held on to it. “Call for me,” he growled, leaning forward to press his lips between my shoulder blades.
A sharp thrust made me gasp. “Oh fuck, Pitch…”
His teeth sank into my neck in punishment. “Not that name,” he said into my skin.
I moaned again. “Kozmotis.”
His hips jerked hard against me. “Again.”
“Kozmotis.”
“Louder, Serah.”
I almost couldn’t think. My cries became short screams and my nails dug into the skin of his arm. “Kozmotis!” I yelped as I came hard around him. He let out a strangled moan of his own as I tightened hard around him.
He gave a shaky laugh, his pace slowing for a moment. “What are you trying to do? Squeeze my dick off?”
“I can’t help it.” I hummed a satisfied moan, arching my back like a cat in heat. “You feel too good.”
He pressed his chest to my back. “Due to your squeezing I’m almost there. Be sure to take it all, pet.”
I felt his pace increase for a last time, heard his moans and sighs sharpen and quicken in frequency. My head swam as my muscles contracted around him. He let out a loud groan, his hips jerking against me erratically. I felt him fill me up again, my muscles milking him of everything he had left.
He gave a low hum of a moan as he slowed down, twitching a bit as he held still, his grasp around my waist stroking the skin. I panted as my heart thundered against my chest, refusing to calm down. I laughed as he fell slack against my back. “I can’t hold you up, you know.”
His chest expanded against me, and I could feel his heart struggle to regulate itself. “I know.” He used his grip around my waist to pull me to my side.
Everything felt right as our limbs entangled, keeping each other close. Lucifer was defeated, and North had enough time to save the rest of Christmas with the help of the others. Tia had been able to move on. I hadn’t lost the most important person in my life. We weren’t alone in life anymore, and could continue to grow in our small family.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of his fingers running over my skin, wishing with everything I was that I could provide what he most desired in life. He had provided all I ever wanted. It was unfair that I could not give him his desires. I had never experienced the supposed joys of motherhood in my mortal life. And that opportunity had been robbed of me in my afterlife.
He allowed the dream to disperse, letting me rise to consciousness long enough to feel the grip of his real body tighten around me as we both settled back into our own dreams, allowing our battered bodies to continue healing.
However, I wasn’t alone in my dream. I was greeted by a very old acquaintance, one who hadn’t spoken a word to me for four hundred and sixty years. He made me an offer I would have been a fool to turn down. I accepted his gift with tears in my eyes, unable to believe what he had given me.
I could only wait to see if it was real, or if it was only a dream.
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