After a bath, a change of sheets and more of Idri holding her (she assumed that it was to keep herself from causing harm and as a way of saying sorry), followed by what felt like a long nap, Noa sat cross legged on the bed while she listened to Idri talk. Of course after she came back from that horrible drop, she reached up and slapped him as hard as she could. Had he just SAID what was wrong she could’ve prepared herself mentally, and that drop would not have happened….Or at least it wouldn't be as bad. She was still upset and it radiated off of her while she had her arms crossed, green eyes narrowed dangerously.
Ow. He deserved that. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “Whatever magic that Knight had…it ******** me up.” Which wasn’t an excuse, but he didn’t know what else he could say. “What can I do to make it up to you?” He would do anything for her forgiveness, even though he felt like he didn’t deserve it. “I’ll do anything.” Up to and including some of the things she had asked him to do that he had flat out told her no.
“I understand that….” Came her clipped reply, “But if you TOLD me what the ******** was going on I could’ve prepared!” She was trying not to raise her voice, “Idri I said STOP and what did you do? You KEPT going!” Okay so she was madder than she thought, “That….That s**t was HORRIBLE! I couldn't stop despite trying because lord knows I did….” Noa didn't mind her drops most of the time but she never wanted to experience that ever. For as much as she was for a brutal pounding, she wanted to make sure that they were BOTH okay before trying that again. She looked at Idirian, and tried to calm herself, wiping at her eyes. “Just….Next time we TALK alright? I don't mind being what you need me to be, but I NEED preparation.”
Sighing, she crawled forward on the bed, pulling him into her embrace.
“I hate you….” She smiled, “I hate you so much I'm willing to hug you to death. I'm so angry at you.” With his head on her chest now, she bent down to kiss him on the top of his head, “Big guy, I can't help you if you don't talk to me…You know that right?”
He winced as she spoke, his head dropping in shame. She had told him to stop, and he didn’t. He didn’t want to think that he was capable of such a thing, especially to Noa, but… he had, hadn’t he? He counted himself lucky that she understood, that she wasn’t turning him into the police right now instead of sitting here talking with him. “I promise, amor,” he said. “I swear on Mama’s grave.” His voice cracked at the end, and when she pulled him close, he wrapped his arms around her and clung to her.
She was the only one he would ever allow to see him like this, this vulnerable. He huffed a quiet laugh at her words, nodding once more. “I know, mi reina, I know. I’ll do better if anything like that happens again, I swear it,” he whispered, nuzzling her lightly.
Good. That's all she could ask for.
Noa understood that at the end of the day, both her and Idri were human. Humans make stupid decisions all the time, and she always thought that as long as lessons were learned from said stupid decisions, then there wasn't really too much harm in the sense that mistakes could be repeated. Giving his hair a tug, she laid back, taking him with her. “I think….Nothing for at least three weeks. Not even for OnlyFans. You're barred Idri.” She was still a bit mad and the petty was winning out over logic at this point. Granted she had a chest full of ‘tools’ for her profession but nothing compared to the real thing. “That's what I want from you.” She hugged him tighter, yawning. Of course she knew this was going to be just as much of a challenge for her as it was for him. But that was alright, they got through no nut November so she figured this would be nothing to them. And…Depending on his behavior, she might knock off some time.
The tug at his hair had him grumbling a tiny bit, but he quieted and let her take him down to the bed with her. He relaxed and held her tighter even as she barred him from her bed. That was reasonable. They had done no nut November for “fun,” he could do it against for three weeks if it meant making up some of what he ******** up to Noa. “I can do that,” he said softly. He would do longer if she needed him to. “Whatever you need from me, it’s yours.” He tilted his head up enough to press a gentle kiss to her cheek.
Dragon Berri
