Chapter 5
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Chapter Five
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Damian squealed and reacted by teleporting back to the tents landing on top of Mikaela, who was still blushing from the encounter. The rest of the group swarmed the tent.
“Woah, get a room you two,” Karen said while averting her eyes.
Just to annoy the viewers, Mikaela leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to Damian’s cheek. Then he jumped up and continuing with his everyday activities, leaving a stunned and blushing Damian behind.
“Oooh, someone’s in L-O-V-E.” Elizabeth teased her brother.
“You’re a witch,” Damian said with a look that could kill.
“Are you denying it?” Karen asked innocently.
“Of course not, that would be silly. Why would I not love my boyfriend?”
The crowd gasped, stars sparkling in their eyes as they learned of this. Damian walked out of the tent, trying to locate the white-haired male whom had stolen his heart and probably had no intention of returning it. Damian found Mikaela at the edge of the forest, he was chopping wood for the fires.
“Mikaela?” Damian asked hesitantly.
“Yeah?” The darker male turned to face the other, that was when Damian realized his shirt was off.
“Abs- I mean about what happened, I was wondering what that made us?” Damian spoke, blood running down his nose.
Ignoring the nosebleed, “Well, I think it’s pretty obvious that I love you.”
Damian remembered the other saying that which made his face turn bright red.
“I love you, too.” He confirmed.
Mikaela moved so that he was standing in front of Damian, looking down into his dark brown eyes. The taller put a hand under his chin and angled it so that Damian was looking at him.
“Would you want to be mine?” Mikaela asked, blushing noticeably.
“Yours, Truly,” Damian whispered, blushing even more, if possible.
Mikaela pulled the shorter into a deep kiss, their tongues pressing against the others When the two pulled away, there was a thin line of saliva that connected their lips. Damian blushed, more so when Mikaela leaned forward to lick his lips clean.
Suddenly, from the edge of the woods, they heard the crackle of a fire. The two boys pulled away, looking in the direction in time to see Asher moved from the trees with fire dancing in his palms. The promise of death was clear in his dark eyes.
Mikaela stood protectively in front of Damian, ready to protect the demon from anything.
“Oh look, the slut got another boy toy.” Asher snarled viciously.
“Don’t call him that.” Mikaela defended Damian.
“Why not? It’s what he is. Hasn’t he tried to get in your pants yet?” Asher taunted, glaring at the pair.
“That’s not any of your business. Also, where's my brother?” Mikaela demanded.
“That’s not your business.”
“Wow, throwing that back at me? You must be really pathetic.” Mikaela challenged.
“Do you want to fight me, Puny Mortal?”
Mikaela looked back at Damian with an amused look on his face, “Puny Mortal?” Turning back to Asher, he added, “Bring it on.”
“No, let’s not do this!” Karen screamed as she ran into the woods, but then she exploded into flames because Asher waved his hand at her.
“NOT AGAIN, NOT AGAIN, NOT AGAIN! I AM NOT LOSING MY HAIR AGAIN!” Karen shrieked.
Damian rolled his eyes and downpour fell on Karen.
“Oh My Dad, this is giving me a snore-gasm. Let's get this started.” Damian snarked.
“Aww. It’s so funny, the skank thinks he can fight me.” Asher remarked with a grin.
“I. AM. NOT. A. SKANK.” Damian hissed with a look of fury.
Mikaela moved with rapier in hand and slashed Asher in the chest. Asher teleported away in a burst of flame.