REWIND-E

Ace finished his shower and laid on his bed. He mind went on a rewind mode of the incident that happened between him and Astrid. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his breathing.

Enlil came in mind. He passed a chain to Astrid, since birth, but he called Astrid's grandfather by his name Jones. That guy in dreadlocks looked young mid-30s but for him to pass a chain to Jones, meaning he could be a teenager around the time. If the equation between them is good, Astrid should be calling her grandfather Jones as well. First question, age disparity. Enlil seemed older than he looked. His words against him.

He still could not locate anything on that guy, but Astrid seems to trust him. She even allowed him to check on her. But she only mentioned his name RECENTLY. When he first met her, her story checked out with his investigation. Second question, Dreadlocks and Astrid are hiding something. What is their exact equation? What are they hiding?

What got stuck in his mind was the fact that Enlil managed to stop her nosebleed without any medicine. She also mentioned hocus pocus. Did she mean magic? Does it even exist at this time? How did Enlil know of her dream? She must have dreamed of someone or something scary and Enlil mentioned a name, Enki. That leads to the third question, which he knows he will not be able to find unless he asks them. How is Enki related to Enlil and Astrid?

Because from the phone conversation they had, Enlil had expected her to call him. How was it even remotely logical to decipher a person's fear or dream when even he could not get an answer from Astrid! Was there some mind link or some teleportation link between those two? Or was it related to the chain?

Lastly, the chain she wore seems to be an extension of Dreadlocks himself. What did he mean by his extension? He seems to own half of it but his chain was visibly burned. It all spiralled out of control when she had the dream from his house.

Ace could see the puzzles and tried to fit them. Something clicked in his head. Astrid's first word was Enlil when she woke up. She needed to go home and when she called him, he assured her she will be fine. And she was afraid that someone from her dream. When she ran out of the car, Dreadlocks anticipated her arrival. And he did a body check for injury. Almost as if expecting her to be.

Something else crossed his mind. She asked him over the phone if it was real. If her dream was real. By the looks of it, Enki guy seemed real enough to spook her and Enlil. And he had a scythe. The only person with a scythe that came in his mind was Hades or the God of Death.

Ace knew by now that, they had an enemy but for him an enemy without a face. Whomever this enemy is, prompted her to quit work and start with combat training. Ace had a good eye and he knew Enlil to be someone capable to take care of her and even train her. But he did not like the guy because he was a blank piece of paper to him.

Ace decided to build up surveillance around Astrid and Dreadlocks. He will assign a team to track their house for starters. He did not want to pry into their phone, following them for several days and tracking daily activities should be fine. That way he can weed out and analyze any possibility of danger, especially around Astrid.

When Astrid's face came in mind, he felt at peace. A sense of cosiness enveloped him. He enjoyed the time they spend in his house and wished to sleep beside her, she always snuggles close to him, legs over his and face buried into his chest. He loved the smell of lavender on her.

When he tasted her mouth for the first time, he did not know that a simple kiss could invoke deeper feelings from him. He wanted to taste every inch of her. And pleasure her. Her dazed and glassy eyes when kissed stimulated him to imagine how she would look like all sprawled on his bed, naked and moaning beneath him. Fuck, he would make love to her and watch her writhe and scream his name until she came undone. And he would start. All over again.

He could not help but let out a sigh of contentment. He did not realize his member was turned on until he pulled the comforter and noticed the bulge poking up. He regretted his imagination. 5 minutes passed by with his member still ramrod straight and he decided to test Dr Krowzlinki idea of `meditation and pleasure'.

Ace called Astrid. It was already 1.00 am. Hallelujah, she answered.

`Ace?', her voice was groggy.

`Darling, are you okay. Did your nose stop bleeding?', Ace rushed to the bathroom and moved his hands to his protruding brother.

`Yes, Ace. It's late. Aren't you sleeping', she sat up, eyes still shut.

`I missed you. I miss you beside me.' His hands moved faster.

`Ace, we can meet up this week. Your eyes. How-', he cut her wanting to focus on her voice and face only.

`Darling, we can talk about my eyes when we meet. Let's talk about you.' his voice huskier by now.

`Well, what do you want to know?', she mumbled.

`What are wearing?', he whispered sexily.

That got her attention and her eyes grew alert. Is he wanking? Shit, how does she react to it? Play along? She smirked before answering `Baby, I am wearing a tank top and shorts-'

Ace keeps cutting her from finishing her sentence `How short?',

Astrid liked the feeling of him talking dirty to her` Baby, short enough to feel you up and down. And I can imagine grinding and twerking you up as we did back in your house. We can do it again. I enjoyed it very very much as you are pleasuring yourself right now, baby.'

`I'd love to touch that sexy body of yours, preferably all naked, warm and cosy for me. Maybe we can dry hump, baby? Or maybe I can get a taste of your manhood. Tell me, Ace, will I be able to fit it into my mouth, baby? Would like me to lick it or bite it, baby?',

`Fuck. Astrid. You talking dirty. Fuck', he breathed in, almost climaxing. He pumped his hands further.

There was an audible silence from his side before she decided to drop the bomb again `Did I do well, Ace baby?', she pronounced each word slowly with enough charm to entice him further.

`Shit, Astrid', he got his release and panted over the phone. `You will be the death of me, Astrid', he spoke voice still raspy. He was embarrassed about being caught. But she seems okay. He could do this again.

`Don't say that, Ace. I won't let that happen. I like you too much to let you go.', she spoke softly.

`Darling, I..I',

`Shhhhhh, sleep well, Ace. I am glad you called me for …um…um..' she was lost for words.

`My pleasure', he chuckled.

`You are brazen. Good night', what a night, she wondered.

`Good night, Astrid'. And he hung up.

Astrid texts him. ``Call me earlier next time you miss your pleasure. I will be more than glad to be of help''

Ace replied her text ``Next time will involve only you''. He knew she would have a hard time sleeping with his sudden revelation.