Chapter 58 Heat - Last Day (Sunset)
ALEXEI.
-Come on, kitty - I extend my hand and he takes it right away -. The faster we do this, the better.
I'm not going to lie, this morning I was very nervous about Xander's reaction once I told him the news about the situation with Dimitri Zhukovski. No matter how hard he tries to prove otherwise, I know how much it affects him, as well as how hard it is for him to participate in all this.
If it were up to me, I'd lock him in my room and not let him out, but I know that's not the best way to handle things. Xander is a little bomb, and I love that he's like that. It takes a big burden off my shoulders to know that he's capable of defending himself. That doesn't mean I'm gonna give up on the idea of assigning him protection, though.
I don't know what I'd be able to do if something happened to him. That's why we're going to his room now, so he can pick up his things and move them to mine. Or ours, from now on. Yeah, maybe I'm acting a little fast, but I couldn't care less. He doesn't seem to care either, so why not? I thought about sending one of the janitors over to do the job, but when I told him about it, let's just say his reaction wasn't the most pleasant of all.
He insisted and insisted that he didn't want anyone poking through his stuff, even though I told him over and over again that nothing would happen or be lost, he still wouldn't agree. And he says I'm stubborn?
-Come on, Magnus - he says with a chuckle as I lead him to the door -. My bedroom isn't light-years away. Just a few steps and that's it.
-Yes, but you're still in your heat. And even though your smell isn't that strong anymore and I just impregnated you with mine, I'd rather not take any chances.
-I have suppressors in my room, I can take some.
-And not take advantage of the few hours left of your heat? No way - his cheeks are turning a lovely pink from my comment, which makes me laugh -. Let's just do this quickly and be done with it. Do you have a lot of stuff?
-No, not a lot. And I haven't unpacked at all.
-What? Why? - I ask, puzzled and with a frown.
-Well, because when I got here, I knew it wasn't exactly a vacation, honey - he stands on his tiptoes and gives me a soft kiss on the cheek -. Much less that I would fall in love with the hottest, sexiest mobster in the world - with a suggestive smile.
-Stop provoking me - I grunt and he laughs in response -. We'll go, get your stuff, and then I'll make love to you for so many hours that you won't be able to walk properly for three days.
Now he stops laughing and his eyes open wide with surprise. I wink at him and open the door to get out, Xander following close behind. A few steps later, we're already in what will soon no longer be his bedroom. Xander is very tidy with his things, nothing is out of place, everything is perfectly clean and even the bed is made in a neat and precise way.
In one of the corners, next to the door leading to the bathroom, there are a few boxes stacked up, one on top of the other. The times I came in and we still weren't a couple, I thought they were empty and that he didn't know what to do with them. But now I realize that they are still full of most of his things, he never really unpacked.
He goes to the bathroom and after a while returns with several of his cleaning items and a long yellow towel. I think how big it must be on his little body and I find the image adorable. Then he picks up a couple of clothes and I watch him delicately fold them and stack them next to the pile inside one of the boxes.
-Ready, Magnus. This is it - pointing at the stacked, full boxes.
-Really? - I ask in amazement -. Is that all? - Fuck, it's only three boxes in total and they're not even big. The widest one is the one containing his clothes and it's not so much that he has trouble closing the flaps either.
-Yes - he looks down at his feet, looking embarrassed -. I don't have much stuff - if I were asked to pack all my belongings, I would probably fill two large trucks. And I'm not exaggerating -. Well, I have my equipment too, but it's in my office. Will I still work there?
-I hadn't thought about it - bites his lip nervously and looks in all directions except to me -. What do you say you move your equipment into an office near mine, too? - He looks up quickly in shock.
-Seriously? - squeals and I can't help but laugh at his reaction.
-Sure, kitty. That way I'll be relieved - he jumps up and down and rushes at me, giving me kisses all over the face. I wrap my arms around and squeeze him -. So I can harass you as much as I want.
-Pervert - laughs, kissing me on the lips with sweetness -. But, Magnus. There's something else I need to take.
-What's that? - He releases me and goes to the closet. He opens the door and pulls out a huge, HUGE, ball of yarn. Fuck! The damn thing is colossal. It's almost waist-high and phosphorescent pink. I've never seen shit like that in my life -. Goddamn it, Xander! - I still can't believe the size of that thing -. Where the hell did you get that? - He lets out a laugh before answering.
-I saw it in a cat shifters tent a year ago and I couldn't resist - he sits down and starts scratching at the huge threads with his little claws -. Cooky and I love it. It relaxes me and it's really fun to play with it.
I am silent for a few minutes, watching him manipulate the yarn in his hands. He looks really happy and at the same time calm playing with it that I remain hypnotized seeing him. Suddenly he stops and I feel nervous. He must have misinterpreted my silence and his next words confirm it.
-It's okay if you don't want me to take it to your room - whispers hesitantly -. I can leave it in my office and...
-Our room, kitty - I interrupt him, approach him and place a hand on his cheek -. Since you became my partner, everything of mine is yours. And yes, you can bring that huge thing into our bedroom if you want, you look adorable when you play with it - the blush now extends to his neck and the tips of his ears and at times like this, I am grateful that his skin is so white. I love knowing that I have that effect on him.
-Are you serious? - his palms fall open on my chest.
-Of course I'm serious. I must protect you and keep you happy. And if that means having that monstrosity in our room... - I say pointing with my head at the huge ball of yarn, which makes him laugh -. Well, so be it, kitty.
-Thank you, Magnus - Smiles and leans over to subtly brush his nose with mine -. I love you - Whispers over my mouth.
-I love you - our mouths meet and we both melt in the kiss. Xander groans softly as my tongue meets his, I round his waist and embrace him firmly, continuing my assault on his mouth. At that moment, the door opens suddenly, surprising us both.
-Xander? - Lev squeals, putting the hands on his cheeks with an astonished expression -. I'm glad you're okay now - he enters the room and, as expected, is followed by Yaakov -. This ungrateful Alpha refused to give me any information about you. I was very worried, baby boy.
-What the hell are you two doing here? - I ask, half amazed, half annoyed -. How did you know we were in this room?
-Well, it's good to see you too - my cousin ironizes, with a mocking laughter -. We were at Reiji's and saw you on the cameras.
-How are you? - Lev asks Xander -. Is your heat over?
-I'm fine, Lev - Xander says -. Today is my last day - he smiles, tries to separate from me but I avoid it with one of my arms still around his waist.
-For God's sake, Alex - Lev rolls his eyes in drama, letting the air out through his bulging cheeks -. Let him breathe, he's been confined for five days having to endure your grumpy ass - Yaakov and Xander laugh at my expense and I do what I do best: grunt.
-He's MY partner, you stay out of it - I protest, my eyebrows arched and pointing at him with accusation.
-Everything all right, Xander? - Yaakov greets my partner, smiling friendly, though being cautious in the distance. Good thing he knows what's good for him.
-Yes, although I'm a little hungry - he turns to see me -. Can you get me something to eat, honey? - wrapping his arms around my waist and batting the eyelashes.
-Sure, kitty - I smile and stroke his hair, before I turn my attention to Lev -. Can you handle it?
-Of course. I was going to see old Ewa anyway - waving a hand, diminishing the importance as he heads for the exit.
-Lev - I'll call him before he leaves -. I need you to go shopping with Xander tomorrow.
-What? - My Omega questions, puzzled and in a whisper -. What are you talking about?
-Of your clothes, kitty. Remember? - He smiles and nods slightly, burying his face in my chest, starting to purr softly.
-Shopping day?! - Lev squeals with excitement -. Of course!
-Nothing extravagant, Lev - I warn him, using a serious tone -. I know your tastes very well and you will not flood his closet with pure pink shit. Do you understand? - He squeals (again) pretending to be offended.
-But how dare you? I have more fashion sense than you or anyone under the roof of this mansion, Alexei Magnus.
-Yes, whatever you say - I sigh exhausted -. Tomorrow afternoon you'll have everything ready to go. Now go and get Xander something to eat - Lev pulls out the middle finger and mumbles to himself, followed by Yaakov a few minutes later.
Between Xander and I, we moved all the boxes and the ball of yarn with steroids into what is now our bedroom, and I helped him sort everything out in its place. Fifteen minutes later, someone brings in the food and we both sit on the bed and eat it all. We put the tray aside and take a quick shower together. When we're finally clean, dry and under the covers, it's quite late at night. We are both hugging in our underwear, enjoying our warmth.
-Magnus, can I ask you something?
-Yes, kitty. What is it? - takes a few seconds to answer, drawing imaginary lines on my chest.
-Why is Fred acting that way with you? - he mumbles hesitantly, as if fearing my reaction.
-How so? - Although I know perfectly well what he means.
-Well, distant and often abrupt - his question brings me back to all the difficult years after Yurik's death.
Despite the fact that at his funeral Fredek expressed to me exactly how he felt, that particular time proved to be the exception rather than the rule. Several years he didn't speak to me even though.
I tried to be close to him, in an act to smooth things over a little bit between the two of us, but he opposed each time, keeping a protective distance.
-I believe he still blames me for Yurik's death - I'll end up saying. Xander raises his head and looks at me in amazement.
-Why would he blame you for a thing like that?
-At that time I was in charge of his security. As his right-hand man, it was my responsibility to make sure nothing bad happened to him - I feel my body suddenly tense as I speak -. Even though it was impossible to predict that a missile would hit the plane, I imagine Fred thinks it's my fault in some way or another.
-God - whispers, caressing my cheek -. I'm sorry, honey.
-You don't have to, kitty - I smile, even though the gesture is hard for me to do -. Actually, we're fine now. He didn't speak to me for several years.
-Seriously? - I nod slightly.
-He started talking to me just two years ago or so.
-Do you want to...? - looks down as he pauses, taking a deep breath before staring at me again -. Do you want me to try talking to him? - I smile and give him a little kiss on his lips.
-No, kitty. He's my brother and I love him, but I don't want him to be forced to forgive my non-existent mistake. I thought that in time he would realize that, but I see that being stubborn runs in the family - he laughs and pokes me in the chest.
-Good thing you are aware of your reality - he laughs even louder and his hair tickles my chin.
-Stop teasing me, you naughty kitty - I give him a spanking that surprises him -. I see I must remind you who is the boss here.
-Oh, baby - smiles and strokes my cheek again -. I know perfectly well who's the boss. And he's the most ridiculously attractive man I've ever seen.
-Oh, yeah? - I ask mockingly.
-Yes, and he's also the owner of my heart - he gives me a kiss on the mouth -. He makes me very happy - he kisses me again -. And he's fucking good in bed - he gives me another kiss and I smile pleased.
-Seems like the perfect man.
-He is - the seriousness in his gaze makes the breath stick in my throat -. He can be a little grumpy and moody most of the time, but I wouldn't prefer him any other way - we watched each other in silence for a few long seconds, until I approached and kissed him.
He sinks his hands into my hair, I wrap my arms around his narrow waist. His lips are thick, soft, and perfect. I lose myself in his sweet taste, my tongue massages his with passion and desire. When the kiss comes to an end, we're both panting and Xander shakes slightly in my arms.
-I love you, Xander - I whisper, practically with my heart out, just for him.
-Me too, my love - He smiles sweetly and pulls me back to his mouth.
That night I make love to him as gently and delicately as possible, without leaving aside the desire, fire, and passion that always consumes us when we are together. Reinforcing our bond once more and connecting our souls even more deeply.
Mother Moon, what a great gift you've sent me.