Thawing His Heart

Nuada was getting nervous. He figured his room would be a few doors down from Nuala’s but they had past quite a few doors now. When he caught a whiff of cherry blossoms he knew he had been taken advantage of.

“Nuala. Where is my room?” Nuada said in a deep tone.

“We’re here!!” Nuala said in a spirited voice.

“I can NOT have a room near that.” He spat at her as he pointed to Richella’s room.

“It’s the only one available you will have to make due.” Nuala sighed innocently as she opened the door.

Richella stood with her hand on the handle of her door. She had decided she would stock pile some food so she could stay in her room longer when she heard Nuada’s voice on the other side of her door.

He couldn’t have a room near “that”? What had that meant? It meant he had human blood in his veins and she had turned into a monster in his mind. She took a deep breath to keep the hot tears off her face. Then she cursed herself. She hadn’t messed up this bad in a long time. She realized she was dumb to assume that just because he was elfish he didn’t have some human blood in him. Lots did. It was a result of the time when humans and elves weren’t enemies.

She sat back down on her bed. She went over the events in her head again and pin pointed her exact mistake. Hope. It had always been the thing to trip her up. She would meet a guy and think he was different in one way or another then she would have a moment of clarity and have to leave. She began to weep at the thought of having to leave BPRD.

“Well it’s your fault, so suck it up and pack.” Richella recited her usual pep talk.

“Please don’t.” Came a response from her doorway.

Richella looked up to see Nuada standing in the open door frame. She felt herself swoon and a rush of air leave her lungs. Hope….tThen the clarity.

“How the hell did you get in here?” Richella snapped at him.

“I’m staying here for a few days.” He explained.

“No I mean in my room!” She pushed herself off the bed to gain her full height.

“It was open.” Nuada lied.

Richella glared back at him. It was possible she had nudged the door open in her quick retreat moments ago. Whatever the reason she had to get him out.

“Well leave.” Richella said plainly.

“Are you going to pack?” Nuada asked innocently.

“Does it matter?” Richella said irritated that he wasn’t listening.

“Yes. If I have to be here, you do too.” Nuada said flatly.

“What’s the reasoning behind that?” Richella asked, then immediately regretted the challenge.

She was trying to get him to leave and he had just taken a step further into her room. He was amazing to look at she admitted, strong, graceful, yet did she see a bead of sweat on his forehead. She shook the thought from her head and looked past him to the wall behind him.

“Please don’t answer that. Just go.” Richella interrupted before he could say anything.

“If you are leaving because of me I assure you I will go in your stead.” Nuada said with a slight bow.

Richella couldn’t do this much longer he was too good at this game. Her game was running and she had nowhere to go. Then the thought hit her that he was voluntarily in her room, not running for cover. He had sounded like he despised her when he was in the hall, yet here he was. She needed to stop thinking he was now milling around her room running an elegant finger over her cherry blossom plants.

Her brain flashed to him running that finger over her body brushing her clit and forcing an orgasm from her very depths.

“Ella?” Nuada asked. She obviously hadn’t heard his last question.

“Don’t you DARE call me that!!!!” Ella screamed as she snapped back to reality.

Even as she said it she admitted hearing her name on his lips was intoxicating. She felt her heart quicken and then drop when she saw how hurt he was at her outburst. No, she had to leave. She quickly let the twitch overtake her and she took one leap to the window and a second to launch herself out of it.

As she beat her wings she thought she heard the faint whisper of “beautiful” from behind her.