Chapter 29 28

Chapter 29 28
Chapter TwentyEight
Quillon
She was acting different.
The weird kind.
After what happened, I came back to the cabin before the sun had risen, and she was asleep.
That's not the weird thing I noticed about her.
In three days since the night I walked out on her, she changed. Again, the weird kind of change.
She was quiet.
Not the giving me the cold shoulder type, but quiet like not arguing with anything. That's not her usual. Ever since we met, she made argument between us as her favorite hobby.
Not these days. She always agree with my words. She was acting nice. Too nice than her usual feisty self.
I didn't know I liked that version of hersince it annoys me, but now that side of her was gone... I missed being annoyed.
Soleil acting weird made me think of a theory of why.
Pity.
She pitied me after hearing about my story.
She pitied me enough to offer me a hug when we slept last night, saying I might have needed some charging as her reason.
And yes, I see through her cover.
Her usual self would never easily agree with what I asked of her, much less charge my control willingly.
She pitied me enough not to talk back when she asked if she could run, but I said no even when the sun was out.
She obliged without a word. Not even a pout.
She pitied me enough to almost serve me like Liz, even giving me half of her food when we eat.
She was acting submissive. Acting not like herself.
And I hate when people change for my sake because of fucking pity.
I shared my story, not everything, but what she deserves to know, not for pity. Never for pity.
But that reaction wasn't new. I know most who knew the story--my story--felt that way for me.
The most irritating thing was I couldn't read through her mind because I concealed our mating bond.
And now Soleil was one of the most.
To test my theory, I pushed some buttons that were beyond her limit.
I've been trying out situations where I knew what her usual response would be, and she always failed.
Just like now.
I'm in the bathroom, just finished taking a bath with thoughts drowned in Soleil.
And I'm not done testing how much her pity would get her.
How far she would go.
I groaned, tying a towel around my waist.
"I forgot my clothes," I muttered mostly to myself, but I know she would hear.
"I'll get it!" She yelled outside, and I heard scrambling as she moved, probably ransacking my bag.
See? She's being too kind. I didn't even ask her to grab the clothes I purposely left behind.
"No need-"
A knock on the door stopped my words. "Here's your clothes!" She cheerfully said behind the closed doors.
Fucking see what I mean?
She sounded cheerful, but there was nervousness she couldn't hide. I can feel it. I can fucking hear her heart beating so loud.
I opened the bathroom door, but instead of a slight crack, I pulled it wide open.
The small towel on my waist was the first thing Soleil's widening eyes went to, and I smirked inside as I heard her heart beating triple times faster.
"Y-You should've just reached for your clothes." She stammered, her face turning bright red and moving her eyes elsewhere.
"Something's off with you," I said, not bothering to grab my clothes from her small hands like she was offering them to me.
"W-What?" Her eyes widened as they found mine.
I narrowed my eyes at her.
She's clearly hiding something. Was she trying to mask her pitying over me?
"N-Nothing was off with me. What are you talking about?" She averted her eyes.
Liar.
I could smell her uneasiness, thanks to our bond.
It's not something I'm willing to live even temporarily--the dishonesty, I mean.
Don't get me started with the pitying part. 'Cause that's what I'm already starting to reel out of her.
I took a step forward, which stiffened her body before she stepped backward.
"I've been thinking..." I let my gaze travel down her body, and those cut denim shorts were distracting, so I settled my eyes on hers.
"Wh-What is it?"
"It's something that would help me with 'charging' since sleeping beside you wasn't making the cut."
That's not true. If I really was a battery-operated machine, I'd be overcharged with all the nights we cuddle, which Soleil offered herself.
"Really?" Concern lingered on her expression. "But why? Is there anything I can do to help--"
"Have you ever been kissed, Soleil?"
My feet stopped once her back hit the wall and her shocked gasp came out as a low hiss.
The way her lips parted and her pulse beat ten times faster was such a sight. I was tempted to press my lips on that spot on her neck to feel her pulse more.
"Wh--No? What's that have to do with--"
"I've been thinking of upgrading my charging privileges," I lowered my head so our eyes were levelled. "Have you ever suck a cock?"
I know I asked the question but I couldn’t stop myself hating the image that built in my head.
She let out a mixture of hiss and moan, and I stopped myself from smirking. "W-What?"
“Will you suck me?” my voice came out cold.
I waited for her violence to come. What would I get? A slap? A punch? A knee on my groin? Or maybe her foul mouth and harsh words?
That's what I expected to see. That's her usual. How she is.
Instead, Soleil closed her eyes shut, flared her nose as she exhaled slowly.
"O-Okay," She looked at me again with those eyes that say she pitied me whole.
My back straightened, jaw clenching hard; I could hear the bones breaking.
"Do you need it now? Are you drained?"
I can't fucking believe her. Seriously? She agreed just like that, and she hasn't been kissed before!
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I snapped, shaking my head.
Soleil was caught off guard by my sudden outburst, blinking multiple times.
"H-Huh?"
"You just agreed to suck my dick. Fuck!"
She looked confused. "B-But you said--"
"Since when did you listen to my words without a fight? Huh?"
I moved away from her and ran my hands through my damp hair.
"This is different! It will help you--"
I was on her face in a blink, slapping my palm on the wall above her head, which made her flinch.
"I don't fucking need your pity, Soleil." My growl echoed in the room as we both fell silent.
She looked at me with a baffled expression, and I literally just wanted to explode right now.
There, I said it.
I don't see her far from my space for a long time; I do need her near. But if the version I'll have is this sympathetic side of her? Yeah, no thanks.
"I'm-- I don't pity you--"
"Liar. The moment I shared my past, my story, you turned all mellow and sweet towards me."
She tilted her chin up. "I'm just kind like that."
"That's bullshit, and you know it." I curled my fingers on her neck, not choking her but holding her.
I loved the way her eyes glittered fear, only it lasted for a second.
"You served me too well these past few days. You're too willing, and that's not kindness I feel, you hear me? You're pitying me for what happened to me, to my parents. You pitied me enough to fuck your fucking mouth."
I tightened my grip on her neck a bit and pushed her down with so little force yet she succumbed.
Her eyes widened, but she couldn't deny how her knees buckled and bent until she was on her knees.
She didn't break eye contact until her face was right on my hard as steel cock. The towel on my waist didn't hide it from her, and I saw her gulp hard.
"See? You're on your knees. You want to suck my cock, Soleil?"
"D-Do you want me to?" She asked in a low voice that sent shivers down my spine.
Of fucking course, I want to. Those plump lips wrapped around my dick while those eyes looked at me was one of my fantasies of her.
But that's not the point. Fuck!
Instead of letting my carnal thoughts took over, I bent down and stared at her.
"If you keep acting like this, then I'm better off without your help. Stop feeling sorry for my sake, Soleil. Get a grip of yourself, or fucking leave."
She paled as if I poured ice-cold water on her.
Soleil stood up with wobbling knees, and I watched as she scurried away and stormed out of the cabin.
And I remained there, telling myself I did the right thing even though everything felt wrong.