A Thousand Years

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I laughed loudly as Jam tickled me, his fingers crazing my bones softly. I don't really remember how we had gotten into a tickle fight, but I just knew I couldn't breathe.

"S-Stop!" I wheezed out, tears falling down the side of my face.

Thankfully the dark skeleton pulled his fingers away from my ribs, gently caressing my face.

I gave a few giggles out, smiling at him. He smiled back at me, his lips and face kind.

My body relaxed as I finally regained my breath, my eyes closing softly.

I felt the bed shift some as his warm body moved from on top of me to the side. I quickly curled into his chest, clinging to him some. I didn't want him to leave. I didn't want him leave.

His hands held my body closer to his, his lips gently kissing my skull. He said nothing as he held me, but I could feel all the caring and loving words in his soul.

"You know," He muttered softly, his voice making it sound like he didn't really want to say anything. "I want to see more of your... Unusual magic."

A soft giggle fell from my lips as I looked up at him. He looked curious and yet uninterested at the same time. Another giggle left me as I lifted myself near his lips.

I could feel his body tense, the hold on me tightening protectively. It was this hold that made me stop. No, it was a safe hold, but I remembered the oddity of us Angels.

I winced as I pulled away, putting my head on his chest instead.

I could feel his body calm down, but I could also feel disappointment.

I winced again. Was he disappointed in me? Did he want me to be his so badly?

"I'm-"

"If you're going to say you're sorry, then stop." Despite how harsh his words were formed, his voice made them sweet and gentle. "I know and I'm willing to wait a thousand years for you." He kissed my head at those words.

I felt my soul melt as those words echoed around my head. I wanted to be his, I knew he'd treat me with only love and sweet passion. But, the teachings and horrible beatings prevented me from giving into what I wanted.

"I will give you myself in less than that." I murmured as I closed my eyes.

He said nothing, only tightening his grip and pulling me closer to him. He was my love, my Demon and I was his little Angel.

A smile formed at the thought. I'll be his soon enough.

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