Leg Up-Morbius

My teeth are clinched as I walk through the halls of the facility. I cant even pay attention to the one act that I always enjoyed as I make my way to my brothers cell. I normally love watching as the timid little humans in this place scurry out of the way when they see me coming. Now, its as if the calming sound of my boots on the metal floors and the smell of their fear irritate me.

When I approach the halls of the holding cells I make a quick right before going left to my brothers room. I smile when I see the pristine wall of tools. The being in charge of keeping them in good shape rises from the chair in a rush as he stands to greet me. I wave him off as I eye the wall for the items that I am looking for.

When I find the first item I am searching for the smile that spreads across my face must be down right diabolical. A hiss leaves the fairies lips as he feels the spike in my emotions. I swipe them away just as fast and reach for the hammer. Next I grab the axe with a small chuckle. Just as I am about to leave the room something catches my eye that I hadn't thought of. The image that comes to my mind causes me to almost jitter in happiness. I grab the item and then finally head to my destination.

As I walk my whistling of the song 'Its Gonna Be a Lovely Day' by Bill Withers rings through the halls in tandem. My eyes focus in on the door where I am going as I try to listen for sounds. I can here as they talk before I get to the door and my feet pause. I close my eyes as I try to center myself. Despite what people may think, I don't always enjoy what I do. However, today I am going to get my point across whether he wants me to or not.

My eyes switch as I kick my way into the room. The moment I round the corner and see him standing in front of her I get pissed. Does he honestly believe that he needs to protect her from me? A small part of me is happy to see that he would put himself in the way of harm for her but the bigger part of me is here to make a point. The hammer goes flying from my hand as I bare my fangs at him and it hits him square in the sternum. The sound of his bones breaking and the squelching of tissue and blood is almost orgasmic as it fills the air.

The scream she lets off echoes into the room so loudly that it almost give me a headache as he falls and she runs to him. He growls as he hits the floor and his hands go to remove the axe. Now that surely cant happen. I fling the axe forward next, right at her feet stopping her in her tracks. She screams again but this time in fright as the smell of her fear fills the air. That odd feeling in my chest comes back as my muscles freeze for a brief moment.

My eyes fly to my brother as a gasp from him fills the air as he meets my gaze. The look on his face is one that I haven't seen since we were children. My anger is palpable now and I know that it can be felt in the room as I focus it all on him. My muscles unfreeze and I fly forward to him. Our mate still stands immobile in our peripheral vision as I wrap a hand around his throat. Faster than he can react, I take him across the room and strap him back into place.

"Well, hello there brother. It seems that you have gotten a bit to comfortable in your cage. Why don't I remind you who is in charge here?" I state as I taunt him.

"Go to hell" He says through clenched teeth.

He growls as he struggles against his chains. I laugh when I see how hard he is trying to get to me. There is no way that he is breaking out of them anytime soon. As I stand there laughing at his efforts there is only one thing that comes to mind. This isn't going to work. My stance changes as I consider how I have him chained to the wall. I may need to adjust the angle of how I have him. Before I can make a move to do so, tingles erupt on my back. I feel as tiny weights hit me in a pounding rhythm. I feel no pain with the hits but more of an annoyance. I turn around and I finally tune into the fact that my mate is yelling as she now hits me in the chest.

"What is wrong with you? Why cant you just leave him alone, you giant bully" She screams.

The old nickname I had from my days in the school facilities makes me laugh. This only cause my little firecracker of a mate to lose her shit. A stinging hand swings and connects to my face wiping my laughter away. I lift her half naked as off the floor and bring her into me. My arms wrapping around her pins her arms to her sides as she gasp. The weight of her is such an easy thing to carry that I easily bring her face within inches of mine.

I fan my breath against the plumpness of her lips as I hold her gaze. I can feel as my eyes glow and that feeling strengthens in my chest. Her eyes lower as she looks at me and bites her lips with a squirm. The roar that rings out from behind me is easily ignored as I hold her a little tighter.

"If you have something to say to me, you will do so without violence. It is not always the answer" I tell her.

I smile as her eyes flare up to my challenge. She brings her face closer to mine and its my turn to hold my breath. The scent of her is so strong as she breathes that I can feel my body starting to react to having her so close. Ive seen what being in the presence of ones mate can do to a dragon and I know that I am quickly approaching that no return clause.

"If violence isn't always the answer then call yourself a hypocrite. All I have seen from you at every meeting is violence. Maybe I should treat you like my old elementary students and tell you to use your words" She says with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm not interested in words woman. However, if you have something more interesting to offer then I am all ears" I tell her as I rub my nose against hers. She gasp as the sparks run along my skin and I know that she feels the same.

"The only thing that I will ever give you is the middle finger or an ass kicking. If you want either just be my guest and I will be happy to oblige" She says with a huff.

My eyes fly to her chest as I hear her heart rate pick up speed. The rise and fall of her breast catch my attention as I watch her nipples harden through that tiny piece of fabric that barely holds them. I lick my lips as my gaze flickers back to hers. Another growl fills the air as the tiniest scent of her arousal fills the air. To find the smell in such as position as this shocks me to the least. I have only smelled her fear and her anger when I have been near. I am definitely going to use this to my advantage.

"Would you like to know the difference between me and my brother woman?" I ask her as I fan my breath over her cheek and down her neck. The pulse at the base of her throat pounds in rhythm with her heart as squirms more.

"Not really interest, but I am sure you are going to tell me" She states with clenched teeth. I have such a hard time telling if she is trying to control her reaction to me or if she is just pissed. I move quickly as I meet her gaze again so that she cant feel the seriousness of my next statement.

"I don't ask for what you want…. I take it" I state as I close the distance. My mouth forms over hers as I start to devour the sweetest treat that I have ever tasted. The texture of her lips are soft and full against mine. Her lips part on a gasp and I slide my tongue in to taste the entirety of her gorgeous mouth. My ears flick as I hear a huge struggle as one of the chains snap behind me. I smile into the kiss as I strike my tongue of to hers.

She tries to pull her tongue back into her mouth. Knowing that I need to prove my point I change the angle of the kiss so that I can suck her tongue into my mouth. I nip the tip of it and she gasp as I allow her to retreat with it once more. My mouth taste her lips in a rapid torment for a few moments at the sound of another chain breaking. Knowing that this fiery kiss will soon becoming to an end, I switch the angle of the kiss once more. The tip of my nose rubs against her as I hold onto just her bottom lip and I meet her gaze.

Her eyes are fluttering as she meets my gaze. With a low moan I drag my teeth against her plump lower lip and finally draw an unmistakable moan from her mouth. I break the hold I have on her lips with a quick nip as I release her and laugh.

"You are such an asshole" She shouts as she tries to cover herself. The scent of her arousal is strong in the air. There is no way that she can deny that she doesn't have a reaction to me.

"That may be, but now you have an idea of just who it is you belong to" I tell her with a pointed look. I rub my hands together at the proud feeling that I have in my chest. "Now be a good woman and stand to the side as the men folk talk. I wouldn't want to damage your sensitive women capabilities" I say with a whole lot of sass.

Turning back to my brother I finally see that it was his hands that he got free. His ankles, however, are still attached to the chains on the walls. He looks almost ridiculous as he tries to remove the hammer from his chest while balancing on one hand connected to the floor. I take slow measured steps toward him as I whistle my song of the day. Let the torture begin…..