38 again?

✨Yuri✨

Angel's light orbs turned a darker shade of brown, staring straight at me. She was biting her lip, an action I find too much intoxicatingly arousing.

With the back of my right hand, I traced her cheeks, her breath was hitching, as if she ran the perimeter again.

"Will you?" I repeat.

"No" ever so stubborn. That's my girl.

Dipping my head, once again, I tasted her sweet mouth. Her hands rest on my chest, restraining without strength. A moan escaped her mouth when I forced my tongue inside hers. Her hands then fisted my shirt, pulling me closer as humanly possible.

Our lips locked, our tongue duel for dominance. I can feel her walls crumbling again for me. Her hands snaked on the back of my neck, tugging my locks roughly in a very sensual way. It hurt my scalp but then again it was a good kind of pain.

Angel's moans are the most innocent I have ever heard. Everything about her just screams innocence, no matter how ironic that sounds.

I trailed kisses down her neck when I needed air, she smells like a lavender garden in the summer season, taking me to another dimension which was only ours.

"Yuri…" my name left her sweet lips when I teased her pebbled nipples over her light blue shirt. She arched her back, pushing her breast further into my playful mouth. "Take me, Yuri."

I lift my head, unsure of what I just heard, only to see that she was looking down at me with hooded eyes. "Are you sure, butterfly?"

"Yes," she nods, "make love to me."

I groaned in satisfaction, happiness, glee, all the adjectives in the world won't be enough to describe how I feel. She tugged on my shirt and I gladly helped her take it off. Her eyes feasted on my body, as if it was the first time she'd seen me naked.

She sat up, taking me with her, cupping my face and I saw something foreign in her eyes, an emotion I haven't seen nor felt before. "I want you, Yuri."

"You know that I wanted you since the first time I saw you in Vegas, right?"

Her cheeks turn deep crimson "you did?"

I rolled my eyes "yes. Now less talk and more making love."

She giggled lightly before straddling me, squeezing me between her toned legs before kissing me hard and needy. Her shorts hiked up her thighs, allowing my hands to caress her creamy skin while she took control of our lips. She rubbed her womanhood over my boxers, I groaned in frustration about this long foreplay.

I peeled off her top, taking her breast into my mouth, kneading them while they felt heavy with desire against my rough hands. "S-stop teasing, Yuri." I smiled on her skin "I need you, now."

"I like you begging, butterfly" I pushed her down the bed. She yelped when I roughly yank away her shorts. "So fúcking beautiful, Baby."

"Oh God" she closed her eyes when I let my fingers feel her core.

"You're fúcking soaking" she was more than ready that I needed her to be "I like."

I pulled my boxers down, her eyes widened while raking my shaft but she didn't say anything. I positioned myself on top of her, teasing her with my shaft as she squirms.

When I was about to enter her, right in that fúcking moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Don't stop," she almost begged.

"Andi?" an unfamiliar voice of a man spoke on the other side of the door. "Stop fúcking your boy toy, I need him at the gym. Now."

"Fúcking perfect" Angel cursed.

It all happened so fast, I thought I was just daydreaming. Angel pushed me off, went to the bathroom naked, leaving me hot and bothered on her bed.

After a few blink of my eyes, anger soon took over the desire I felt for her. As I pulled over my clothes, I promised myself that this will be the last time she'll get away from me. Next time, I'll be the one who will leave her hot and fúcking bothered!

I went downstairs, Isiah, Diez, and another guy with long raven hair sat at the dining table. His eyes were as gray as Angel's hair and his aura screams danger. He must be the one who interrupted us. Good thing for him, I'm not one to just be a coward because of that.

"Good morning" I greeted Isiah, got myself a cup of coffee before taking a seat beside Diez.

"Yuri" Isiah spoke as I silently ate my breakfast, still angry about how this long-haired guy c-blocked me. "This is Nathan, but you can call him Uno. He will be monitoring your training."

I stiffened on my seat. Uno? The number one in the ensemble? I knew one day, I'd meet every one of the twelve but this just took me by surprise. No wonder he was commanding danger with only his appearance.

"What we discussed stays with us," Isiah continued. "Andi will be in the dark, for now."

Cunning old man. Him and my father decided that it would be better if I stayed under his wing for the meantime while Sin, Nueve, and E stayed in New York to protect my family. To send a warning to our enemies that the Laskins and Isiah teaming up is not just a rumor, but a force to be reckoned with.

Isiah however, had another plan in play regarding Angel. He wants me to somehow get her out of this life. I'm not really sure if I can do that or if I want to do that. This is my life and no matter how self-consuming it is, I like my life just the way it is.

I nod at Isiah. "You can count on me."

Uno scoffed "cocky. Let's see how far you can take her away from this life."

Diez laughed beside me "baby girl turning her back on this life? Never."

Uno's gray eyes glimmer "wanna bet on it, caracol?" (snail)

Diez groaned "don't call me that, skoulíki." (worm)

I choked on my coffee. Seriously, is this the feared assassins of Isiah's ensemble? To see Sin and E act like children was one thing but these two just hit the ditch.

"Good morning" Angel greeted Isiah with a kiss on his cheek, glaring at Uno and nodding at Diez while me, what? She didn't even spare a glance at me, as if nothing intimate happened between the two of us just minutes ago.

"Want some bacon, mariposa?" Uno teased her, I gripped the utensil tighter that my hands turned white.

"Eavesdropping?" Angel made a tsk tsk sound "when was the last time you got laid, Uno?"

Isiah shakes his head "no dirty talk over grace children."

"He started it" Andi pouted her lips as Uno stuck out his tongue.

Kids. These people in the ensemble are kids.

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