𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚜 | sova x omen | by rtstcfpng | eng

chapter 7.

It was around eight pm when I gathered my courage to knock on the door of Omen's room. The hallway was quite dark that I could only see outlines. I stood there nervously for a good minute, getting ready to speak with the other man. My hands were shaking and I couldn't think straight.

Lights went on and I jumped a little when I met Jett in the hallway.

"What are you doing here in the darkness?" She asked me, confused.

"Nothing?" I said unsurely.

"Why are you in front-" She shook her head lightly and went into her room switching the lights off again.

"That's just great. What was I supposed to say? Oh hey, I'm just getting ready to tell Omen I kinda liked the last match?" I started talking to myself, hands placed on the hips while staring into the ground.

"You were saying?" I froze after hearing his husky voice.

"You." I laughed nervously, looking into his eyes. "You didn't hear what I just said, right?"

He smirked at me. "Of course I didn't." Sarcasm in his voice was more than obvious.

"Yeah." We stood there silently, after a while I decided to cowardly leave. "So I'll be going then."

"No, you think I am gonna let you? It seems like you want to tell me something, isn't that right?" He smiled mischievously.

"Me? No, I." He pulled me into his room before letting me finish what I wanted to say, pining me against the door he just closed.

"You have nowhere to run and I have a lot of time, wanna tell me now?" He whispered into my ear with seductive tone. I could feel his hot breath on my neck once again, making me shiver.

"I don't have anything to tell you." I cried helplessly. He pushed his knee on my crotch, a light whimper came out of my mouth.

"That's not true and you know it." His lips brushed against mine. "Come on I want to hear it Sasha." My body was about to collapse.

"Say it Sova."

"Tell us."

"Sova."

Voices were surrounding my mind. I was once again under his influence not fighting back this time.

"You got me feeling like a psycho." I whisper.

That's when his lips met mine. It felt like the time has stopped. We kissed with passion. His hands placed on my hips and mine around his neck. Omen's lips were soft just like a rose petal.

It was like a drug. It was like an addiction. I wanted more, more of his attention, more of his light touches, more than just his lips.

We moved on his bed never breaking the kiss. I sat astride him, feeling his touch on my back going down on me. A quiet moan escaped my mouth making him smirk.

"Omen I need something from." We heard a girly voice with a german accent, knocking and opening the door right after. Her eyes widened when she saw us. His hands on my butt and mine around his neck going into his dark hair.

"Oh! Verzeihung!" (Oh! Pardon!) Killjoy slammed the door leaving immediately.

We stopped moving and looked where the black-haired woman was standing just a moment ago.

I realized what happened. Slowly getting up and telling Omen I had to go. Quickly leaving his room and running into my own. Closing the door and sliding down to the ground, leaning against it.

This weird relationship is making me crazy but I want more.