Hug, Kiss, What?! (III)

Excited, we walked through the enchanting crystal show until we stepped out of the tunnel and into a large opening. My mouth dropped, stunned at what I was seeing. Large blocks of crystals were criss crossing across the room, scattered everywhere like a maze. The brilliant white colors were present with speckled dots of small blue and orange crystals scattered around it.

No words could describe my shock. It was beautiful. Even the energy around the place was exhilarating to the point where I felt rejuvenated.

"What kind of crystals are these?" I asked, reaching over to touch one. The moment when my fingers touched, a flash of light sparkled, and sizzle like sound followed after.

Pulling back, startled. I stared, confused.

"Selenites," Phil replied, basking in the gentle warmth of the energy with closed eyes. "I found this place when I was a child, and it became my secret place. The energy from these stones is special."

He took a step forward, gently placing his hand on the crystals and, eventually, his forehead. Resting and enjoying the energy itself.

"This place was my sanctuary, where I would run away to hide." He replied, eventually pushing himself away. "I thought you might like this place."

"I do." I was ecstatic.

"Good," He opened his eyes, turned to look over his shoulder, and smiled.

We stood there for a while, enjoying each other's presence and the energy that it gave off.

I searched around, eventually finding a nice crystal seat. Sitting down, I curled my legs in front of me, using my arm to wrap myself around my leg. Closing my eyes, I meditated.

It was so peaceful that I couldn't help but enjoy every second of it. My mind wandered. I heard soft footsteps that I wouldn't normally hear walked toward me. Phil sat behind me. He wrapped his arm gently around my body. His head rested against my back.

His smell tickled my nose while his breathing was calm and soft. We sat there for a very long time, enjoying our time.

"Why did you run away here?" I asked, eventually breaking the silence between us.

"To escape from the elves." Phil's voice tickled my ears. "Living with them...I never really had fond memories."

"How so?" I turned around, realizing that his face was right next to me. Almost inches away. Alarmed, I jumped back.

Phil grabbed me and pulled me into his embrace. He chuckled. "You're escaping from me that quickly?" He growled in a low voice. "I haven't even done anything to you yet."

I shivered. My eyes became wide, realizing that Phil's last words yet made me nervous.

"Calm down." He smirked, tightening his arm around me tighter. "I won't do anything to you as of now."

"That's reassuring," I grunted.

Phil's warm embrace made me squirm. A hungry laughter echoed outwards, eventually stopping. A light kiss on my neck was felt as his hot breath tickled me right after.

"Runaway from me again. I'll do something you won't forget." He threatened.

I froze. It boggles my mind that I would turn into a harmless rabbit when it came to Phil, afraid that he would do something to me that would make me blush red. I was a dragon. Damn it, I should be in control, but that wasn't the case at all.

"Good." He was pleased, I didn't run away. His forehead was still leaned against my back as he continually spoke. "My parents are half and half. The elven race does not take kindly to mixed birth. They do not see it as anything more than a curse, and I was the bane in their eyes."

I listened to his story. Feeling his pain made my heart clench.

"Even though marriage was approved by the elders, there was more resistance to people. It was a political marriage to keep the elves and the humans for a peaceful resolution, which…." His voice trailed off. Arm's tightened around me even more, burying himself into my hair. "The war broke off. The first to die was my parents." It was barely a whisper.

"I'm sorry." I softly spoke. To hear such a dark story about his life made me realize that I was fortunate.

"It's happening. Assassins were sent to kill them, but the council did nothing to find the killer." He hissed, anger boiled around him. At that moment, I saw the crystals around us start to hum. "They told me they couldn't find them and it was all a mistake. Killing them off brought closure to the human and elves relationship, eventually closing them off."

I was flabbergasted at what I heard. To hear that the elves had such a deep dislike against the humans baffled me.

"So, you think they killed them?"

Silenced followed after. Eventually, Phil spoke. "Yes." His voice was strong and filled with anger. The hum from the crystal grew louder. Even the light around the crystal brightened, causing me to feel uncomfortable.

I didn't know what else to say. Instead, I turned toward Phil, taking a good look at him. My hands grabbed his face, bringing it to meet my own. Something about that moment draws me in. His beautiful eyes stared back at me with sadness.

Without realizing it, I leaned forward. Our lips connected. Heat rushed up to my cheeks, followed by a sweet taste. All I could think of was to help him get rid of the memory by replacing it with something different, and for me to have the courage to do this astounded me.

I couldn't stop. I lightly kissed Phil on his lips, enjoying the sweet taste as if it was some kind of fruit. Phil drew me in closer, his breath heavy almost unbearably close. His arm tightened, his finger dragging downwards on my spine and eventually onto my butt, gently caressing it.

To engrossed in the moment, I didn't let it bother me. It was just too...DELICIOUS. My core heated up, encompassing outwards to the very tip of my toes and even my hands. I shivered.

Phil didn't stop there, he parted my lips as his tongue gently entered. It was light as our tongue intertwined gently. Static pulsed outwards as our bodies started to heat up. His hunger was ravenous, but he didn't push for anymore but gently guided me as we kissed deeper.

I leaned in, my arm's tracing up his chest and eventually around his neck. Enjoying every second of the moment that we shared. Eventually, we broke apart. The sizzle and heat around us seem to intensify. He didn't want to let me go.

Instead, he pushed me against the Selenite. His lips gently kissed the side of my neck as his finger started to unbutton my shirt. My mind was dazed. I was enjoying his light kisses that were trailing down my neck and then to my clavicles. I shivered in ecstasy.

"You taste so good." Phil kissed in between each word, enjoying the moment between us. He licked me lightly, gently blowing, which caused a hiccup of a squeal that escaped my lips.

"S-s-s-to…" I couldn't finish the words. Opening my eyes, he was unbuttoning the third button.

With the most devious and sexy look, he grinned.

For a moment there, I froze. Thinking about how sexy he looked. My hand reached over to pinch my own cheeks to make sure I wasn't dreaming all this but was stopped by his left hand that pinned me against the crystal.

"What were you going to do?" Phil growled, enjoying seeing me cringe.

"Um." I shuddered, realizing that it was getting dangerous very fast. The thought of being eaten alive made me squeak.