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The first scream startled Aurora, the second scream registered.

She turned off the water and grabbed the first item of clothing that she saw, which was a white tee that Arne had hung over the towel hooks, whether if it was clean or not—Aurora didn't know.

She ran out the bathroom, almost slipping in the process and towards the kitchen, where she heard the screams.

"Arne?" She called in the silence, the lights were off, so it was pitch black and she had to squint a bit. Her hand found the light switch and Arne was standing in the corner of the kitchen, arm bleeding.

"Oh my god!" Aurora gasped, her hands covering her mouth in shock and disbelief. Her mouth went dry and Arne looked at her with fearful eyes, as if just registering where he was.

"Rose?" He asked. He looked around the room before looking at his hand, bloody arm and dropping the knife.

Aurora grabbed a rag, wet it under the faucet and rushed over towards him. She immediately covered the wound, cleaning it and made sure it wasn't too deep, luckily, it was more like a scratch, just a bit deep.

"Where's your first aid kit?" She asked him, looking around.

"Under the sink." He answered, his voice horse.

She sprang into action, adrenaline pumping in her veins as she bent down, pulling out the kit and immediately searched for rubbing alcohol and gauze.

Five minutes later, he was all patched up and good as new. But he was still shaken and had been quiet for the whole time, apart from a few winces and grunts of pain. She pulled him to the couch and checked his temperature. He seemed fine but then again, she was no doctor.

"What happened Arne?" She finally asked, sitting down beside him on the sofa and pulling down his shirt that had rode up to the middle of her thighs.

"I—I—I'm seeing things." Arne said, running his hands through his hair before he let out a humorless laugh, "holy shit, I've gone crazy. I'm losing my mind."

"You're not crazy Arne. Trust me, I've seen crazy and it's not you. Tell me what happened." Aurora said calmly while trying to not pressure him too much.

"Today at work I saw a woman looking at me through a window, I could feel her stare but it was so weird. I felt my body grow cold and—and then as soon as you left, the feeling came back and I saw her again; here."

"Here?" Aurora asked, looking around and she saw Arne's face visibly fall.

"You think I'm lying?" Arne asked and Aurora shook her head.

"No, I just—I got momentarily scared was all. Continue." She replied and Arne cleared his throat before doing so.

"She was here and she tried to attack me but when you came in—it was gone. Everything. Her, the monster and the coldness. The darkness." Arne said before he gulp and grabbed her hand.

Aurora's lips parted and she placed her hand on his cheek.

"Whatever was here is gone now. I don't feel any malice in you, Arne. You're pure." She said and Arne cracked a small smile.

"Thank you, Rose. I'm always better when you're here. Please don't leave me, not tonight." He said and Aurora nodded. His eyes trailed over her body and she was suddenly very aware of what she was wearing.

Arne's eyes raked over her chest and Aurora felt her nipples visibly harden. She clenched her thighs and Arne looked away, clearing his throat.

"I should—uh—" he stopped when Aurora placed a hand on his chest, stopping him from getting up.

"Rose....." He murmured in a low voice, whispering it like a song.

Aurora kept her eyes on his as she leaned forward, pressing her lips softly against his. In that moment she was waving a middle finger at her morals and throwing every logical thought out the window.

Arne was complacent, immediately kissing her back with such urgency that let Aurora know he'd also been waiting a long time to kiss her. Arne's hand went up to her nape, his thumb just below her ear and he pulled her head closer towards him as he bit her bottom lip and tugged.

Aurora let out a dreamy sigh against his lips and in response Arne placed a hand on her waist, fingers tracing circles on her hip. Aurora threw her leg over Arne and straddled him, his crotch pressing against her heat.

Aurora pulled away from Arne and began trailing kisses down the side of his neck, her hand going up and down his hard chest. She kissed and left love bites in the wake of her lips and could feel each nervous gulp that Arne took.

She began lifting her hips slightly, buckling forwards and back. Arne understood her silent message and wasted no time pulling his shirt off and throwing it across the room.

Aurora threw her head back, moaning softly when Arne tilted her head back a bit and began kissing her neck, his tongue darting out and sucking her skin softly. His hand found it way under her shirt and gripped her ass.

She couldn't take it anymore and pulled it over her head. Arne helped her tug it off and he threw her shirt in a corner as he bent his head to connect his lips to her neck.

One hand was placed on her back, to steady her and the other trailed from her waist up to her breast, fingers twirling her sensitive nipple in between them like a cigarette. Aurora whimpered against his touch, begging him to stop his teasing and instead ravage her like she so wanted to do to him.

She'd denied her attraction to him for so long but it'd all been useless because in that moment she was the only one naked and pressed against his body, shaking underneath his fingertips. It was clear she was his and he was making it physically obvious by marking her with his mouth.

His tongue left love bites all over her body in their wake. Arne grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her back so he could place his hot mouth on her nipple, his teeth biting softly and tugging.

Aurora moaned loudly, her back arching into his mouth. Her nails dragged themselves up to his neck and into his hair, and she tugged until Arne let out a painful groan.

His hot mouth left her breath and his eyes looked up at her, darkened with passion and lust, the most dangerous combination.

"I'm all yours, Rose. Make me feel good, make me forget." Arne said in a low voice, his hand trailing up her naked back as Aurora's hands fumbled with his belt. She felt a familiar shiver go up her back and her nipples grow harder, but that wasn't the only thing that was hard.

"Oh god, Arne." She breathed out when she felt his mouth kissing her neck. His lips found their way right inbetween her collarbones and his hips rose, helping her pull down his bottoms.

Thunder struck outside and Aurora's eyes momentarily found themselves staring inbetween the blinds; darkness. Arne's hand went towards her chin, pulling her attention back to him.

"There's plenty of time until you have to meet your sister. But for now I want you to leave smelling like me, tasting like me and satiated by me. Only me." Arne whispered softly and Aurora blushed before her hand went around his shaft.

His words made her swoon, and her name left his lips like a fresh wind blowing through a hot humid day.

She stroked him gently, not entirely sure of she was doing it right but his hips lifted to her touch, and she pulled him towards her. Her hand quickened its movements, her eyes watching as his mouth opened in a silent scream, his fast and quick breath engraving themselves in her mind like a record player.

"Oh, fuck...." Arne breathed out, eyes shut as Aurora continued to stroke him. She didn't stop, her other hand on his jaw, tilting his head so she could see the expression on his face. The way his face scrunched in pleasure when he let out a loud hoarse cry.

Arne's hand found it's way back to her ass, gripping tighter before he trembled and trembled and trembled. A low moan left his lips as a warm white liquid coated her hand.

Arne smiled lazily and opened his eyes, tugging her closer and kissing her softly.

"Did I do good?" She asked him softly and he nodded, before he bit her jaw gently. Aurora didn't question his peculiar sign of affection and instead loved the feel of his teeth against her skin and the crescent shaped indents they left behind.

Arne's arm snaked it's way back around her waist, lifting her up gently.

"What the—" but Aurora did not get to finish her sentence because she was interrupted by her own gasp, bliss traveling through her body. Aurora felt Arne's thumb on her clit, and she moaned in pleasure.

Arne's other hand was still snaked in her hair, preventing her from tilting her head back so she tired hiding her face in his neck. Moments later, a small abrupt pain shot up her head as he pulled her back by her hair.

"Keep your eyes open, I want you to look at me." He said, his thumb moving against her clit in fast circular motions that made a warm fuzzy sensation gather in the pit of her stomach. Her hips buckled and she moved against his hand, her bright green eyes staring into his dark ones, no doubt filled with the same emotions he was currently feeling.

As he circled on her most sensitive spot, Aurora suddenly felt his hand leave and the pit in her stomach suddenly felt lonelier than ever.

She didn't have a chance to complain though, because seconds later, her back was pressed against the sofa and she was laying down.

She got up on her elbows, confused when she saw Arne on the ground but gasped, giggling when he grabbed her by the ankle and tugged her towards the edge.

He got up, hovering over her on the sofa and leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a sweet long kiss. One hand was playing with her breast, squeezing and tugging roughly while the other was back on her clit, pleasuring her with his fingers.

His lips pulled away and Aurora gasped as they kissed further and further down, wandering and exploring every inch of her. Her nipped at her breasts, her back arching into his touch as she whispered his name, her ankles digging into the sofa.

Arne's head continued down until he was suddenly at her heat, worshipping her in ways she'd before deemed unimaginable. He was a gift sent straight from the gods, more talented than any other man she'd ever met and she didn't care where'd he'd learn to fuck the way he did. She was only grateful she was there to experience him use his talents on her.

His fingers slipped into her entrance and she breathed out his name, her legs wrapping around his neck and hugging him to her. Gone was his thumb which was now replaced by his tongue that circled on her clit. There was a rhythm she liked and Arne could feel it, the catch of Aurora's breath being the main indicator.

He got hard just by the sounds of her moans again. Arne pushed a second finge into Aurora and kept a steady pace, hitting the walls of her g-spot and making sure to catch the look on her face each time he did so. Aurora's body shook, reaching it's climax and her mouth opened in an inarticulate cry.

She felt her body tremble the way Arne's had and when she finished she opened her eyes to watch him pull his two fingers out of her and pull them to his mouth, tasting her.

"You taste even sweeter than I'd imagined." He told her, before his eyes wandered over her shaking body, praising her. Guilt suddenly wrapped around Aurora like a heavy blanket. She'd just been completely and utterly ravished by a taken man. But all heavy thoughts went away when she felt Arne take her into his arms, lifting her up off the sofa.

"Arne!" She screamed, giggling and wrapping her arms around his neck, "what are you doing?!"

"Taking you to bed." He said, a soft smirk on his face as he kicked his bedroom door open and sat her on the bed.

She crawled back a bit and place her hand on his chest, preventing him from pushing her back and getting on top of her.

"It's getting late...." She trailed, in a voice that had trouble convincing herself to leave.

"So? Ten more minutes and then you can go." Arne offered and Aurora thought about it before she looked back up at him. It was hard to say no to him.

"Promise?"

"Scouts honor!" He said before he pushed her back. Her back hit the soft mattress and a second later she left his body weight on her, lips devouring her own.

In that moment, she didn't care about anything other than him. It was clearly that she was inevitably, irrevocably, infatuated with him and it felt good, even if it wasn't right. But it felt right. And maybe, just maybe, that right was right enough. Then again, how could something be so wrong if it felt so right?

"You know," Arne said as his lips pulled away from Aurora's, "I prayed for a miracle and you showed up completely, out of nowhere, taking me by surprise."

Aurora scrunched her nose at him, "that's cheesy." She said before her leg hooked around his waist and flipped them over so that he was now laying down and she was straddling him.

"I'm about to take you by surprise again, my turn." She said with a small smirk.

Aurora's eyes opened slowly when she felt two fingers press against the side of her throat and pull away.

"Did you just check my pulse?" She asked, turning over in bed so that her back was no longer pressed against Arne's chest and instead they were chest to chest.

"You were unusually still!" Arne said defensively and the pair bursted out into laughter.

"What time is it?" She asked, staring into his now warm light brown eyes. Arne's eyes examined every inch of her face before settling in her eyes.

"Four a.m." He said and Aurora gasped, sitting up as she pressed the covers to her chest.

"Shit, Judy!" She said but Arne pushed her back down gently.

"Relax, she called like two minutes after you fell asleep, apologizing for ditching you. Apparently, she'd asked Debbie last minute to drop her off at the hospital and then her and Drew went to another place to eat and she didn't remember until she had already started eating."

"What did you say?" Aurora asked him, close but not close enough that they were touching.

"Just that you suddenly caught a stomach bug and that I gave you some pills and you fell asleep. Then she said "uh huh, yeah right." And made a very dirty joke before she told me to tell you not to worry about your mom, she covered for you and that she'll see you in the morning." Arne explained and Aurora sighed, feeling a weight fall off her chest.

"Thank you." She said before she sighed and looked back at Arne.

"Why are you pulling away from me?" He asked her, noticing the space she had out inbetween them.

"What we're doing is wrong." She said and Arne frowned, eyebrows scrunched.

"Why? Why is it wrong? We'd be perfect together and you know it." He said and Aurora shook her head.

"I don't think Debbie would agree." Aurora said shortly as she sat up, hugging the covers to her body for coverage.

"What does Debbie have to do with anything?" Arne snapped and Aurora glared at him.

"Only that she's your girlfriend, soon to be fiance!" She said angrily before Arne bursted out into laughter.

Aurora felt angry tears father in her eyes as she slid out of bed, dragging the covers with her as she stormed towards the bathroom and yanked her now dry clothing out of the dryer, tugging it on.

"Woah woah wait." Arne said, now in front of her and holding her by the shoulders but she refused to let him see her all weak.

"Screw you, Arne Johnson!" She said angrily, pushing him back slightly before she angrily met his eyes when he didn't budge, "let go!"

"You got it all wrong and twisted—" Arne began but Aurora pushed past him and left the Bathroom, heading towards the living room where she began to tie her shoes on.

"Don't care." She said, when he followed her, pulling her other sock on, "You were only ever going to break my heart."

Arne marched right in front of her, tugging her up by her shoulders and forcing her to look at him. She glared at him through her teary eyes and watched his Adam's apple bob as he gulped.

"Debbie isn't my girlfriend, we're just friends. We've been broken up since highschool!" Arne said and Aurora wiped her tears, frowning.

"Don't lie. I heard what David said about her proposing to you." She said as she stood crossing her arms. Arne sighed and took a seat on the sofa.

"Fuck, I knew you were eavesdropping. All the Glatzel's still hope me an Debbie will get back together but even if I wanted to, which trust me; I don't, we can't ever date again. Look, Im not in love with Debbie and she isn't either. We broke up prom night for personal reasons but I'm over her and I have been for a long time." Arne explained, looking up at Aurora from his seat in the sofa.

Aurora only slipped her other shoe on quietly and grabbed her purse, "I still meant what I said, Arne. You and me, we'll only crash and burn. Better I save myself the heartache."

Arne was infront of her in a second, now sporting his boxers.

"No, you're wrong and you know it. Why are you in denial? So afraid of love? You know we'd be fucking amazing and fantastic together. Ying and Yang. Water and Fire." He said, walking with her to the door.

"No, we'd be water and oil. And in case you didn't know, they don't mix." Aurora said shortly, hand on the front door.

"Aurora please." Arne pleaded and she flinched at the sound of her name but pulled the door open. It was pouring outside but she didn't care of her clothes stuck to her body as long as she got out.

She felt Arne's hand on her bicep and she immediately recoiled, turning around.

"Fuck Arne! You're hot." She said, eyes wide.

"I know. Thank you but that's not the point—"Arne replied but Aurora cut him off, rolling her eyes.

"No. I meant literally. You're burning up and you have a fever."

NOT EDITED
POSTED 27-6-21

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