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Kilian’s fingers traced lightly up Erionda’s side and up into her hair, his fingers tangling in the strands. Never before had he wished he could see in color. He longed to see Erionda in color. With a light sigh he let the strands slip through his fingers, only to pick more up and continue to play with it.

She asked a promise of him that he wasn’t sure he could keep. He’d try his darndest for it not to happen but if it meant sacrificing himself for her to live? Kilian would do it in an instant. Her life would forever and always come before his. “I trust you to kick any dragon’s a** that tried to harm me.” He said with a chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. He bent his head and kissed her forehead. Kilian meant it, too.

Kilian’s muscles tensed up under Erionda’s fingers. He sucked in a breath and held still as she seemed to explore his skin. It was all he could do to keep from grabbing her and pinning her down. Desire coursed through his body like molten lava.

“Despite what you are?” Kilian asked, slightly confused. “Erionda, I told you before, I like you because of what you are.” He reached up and brushed the strands of hair away from her face. “Strong, courageous, stubborn.” He gave a light chuckle. “And beautiful.” A smile spread across his face. “What’s not to like?” He asked her.

Kilian held back another groan as she pulled away from him, breaking the contact between the two of them. He leaned up on his arms, watching her from beneath hooded eyes. Every movement she made sent shockwaves through him as he remembered her body against his. When she spoke, he brought his gaze up to her face. He shook his head at her question. “No, you didn’t hurt me.” At least not in the sense that she was thinking. His pain had been his own doing. His own desires. He pushed himself up into a sitting position beside her, only their arms were touching and it still sent a jolt through him. He couldn’t get enough of her.

His frustration from the dream had slowly dissipated as he had kissed her. Now it was a distant memory. Reality had set in and he was enjoying every minute of it. Maybe his dreams weren’t too unrealistic for a future for them. Now, though, they had other things to take care of. His parents were back home. As was his cousin. He hadn’t seen them in months and he longed to tell them of Erionda. Though he wasn’t sure how they’d react. Nor would he let what they thought sway his choices. This hybrid was everything to him now and he’d gladly give up a normal life to stay with her. “Have you ever been to Soudul?” The question probably seemed rather random to her but was right on track with where his thoughts were going.

Kilian’s gaze shot up as Erionda got up from the bed and turned to face him. Did she really want to go or was she just saying that to please him? “Are you sure Rio?” He leaned back to look up at her. “Uassae won’t like the idea.” He mentioned the Drakein. “That one..” He mumbled. “Doesn’t seem to trust me.” A frown marred his face at that thought. “Rio, you do know I’d never hurt you, don’t you?” He had to hear her answer, had to make sure she understood that he’d never do anything to harm her.

“It’ll be dangerous. No way would we go into the city.” Kilian said as he stood up from the bed. “I just haven’t seen my family in so long.” He let out a small sigh, realizing he was being rather selfish with asking her to go. He couldn’t help it though. He did want to show her his home. Maybe even meet his family. He still wasn’t sure how they’d react. Would they be accepting? Shun him? He wasn’t sure. “Maybe...maybe I could tell them about you and if they wanted, they could come meet you?” His voice held a bit of hope but no promise of what they’d think. This situation had never come up to them. His family tended to stay on Soudul and he had never seen them interact with anyone but an Oblivionite.

Kilian held his hand out to her, willing her to take it. “I can’t promise acceptance from them.” He told her. “But I can promise to protect you. From everything.” His voice was firm. His promise true.

Kilian watched as her hand reached out for his. He couldn’t hold himself back as he laced his fingers through hers and squeezed her hand lightly. He tensed slightly as she leaned forward, wondering what she was up to. He let out a breath as she whispered in his ear, the sensation sending shockwave up his spine. “Ah...I would never have left you in that horrible place.” Kilian told her firmly. He tilted he head to the side as her lips connected with his neck, groaning in response to the sensations she sent shooting through him. This was torture, but he’d endure every bit of it.

His fingers slipped from his as he stood and she sat down. He waited for her response, his hand hanging in the air like it was a lifeline he needed her to grab. His breath slid out of him in a rush when she slipped her hand into his. His heart fell to the ground with the words that came from her mouth next. The life she must have lived. He shuddered at the thought of what she had grown up around. He pulled her close, his arms slipping around her waist as he did so.

“Are you sure you want to go? Take that chance?” he asked her softly as he leaned his forehead against hers. He was asking a lot of her. Asking her to risk her life for his family when chances were they’d turn their backs on the both of them.