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

chapter 32.

Lunch time started and all the agents met in the dining-hall, getting their meals and finding free spots to sit somewhere. The loud noises of moving chairs and trays hitting the  tables were filling the room. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood and that made me smile. The laughter of others was bringing up the atmosphere which was great. We don't get to have fun very often.  

"Can I join?" A thick Mexican accent got me out of thinking and I glanced up, seeing Reyna holding her tray and waiting for me to nod at least.

"Sure, sit." I moved a bit when she made her way next to me. It confused me a little for why didn't she sat across but I didn't think about it that much.

"So." The Mexican woman started looking at me. "How was your sleep?" She asked smirking.

"Good?" My hands started to sweat as she narrowed her eyes and leaned closer to me, observing my face. "What?" I stuttered as her eyes went dark.

"Only good?"

"What do you mean by that?" The answer that the woman might give me scared the hell out of me. Please, don't let it be-

"I now get why is Omen so addicted to you." She disturbed me from other thoughts and I gave her confused look. After that she got closer and whispered into my ear: "You're quite loud with moans."

"What the fuck!" I yelled through the whole room as I got up quickly, almost falling afterwards. All eyes were fixated on me and my now red face. "Sorry." I murmured as I looked around, apologized to everyone and sat back down. "Reyna, what the hell?!" I whisper-yelled at her, lightly punching her arm in embarrassement.

"Take it easy, it was a compliment."

"How?!" I raised my voice again but paused, immediately lowering my tone. "How was that a compliment?" 

"For some, you know, people like Omen, it can be more than attractive." She explained simply and fixed her gaze on something behind me. "Por supuesto, I thought he would read my mind." (por supuesto = of course; in spanish) Reyna rolled her eyes and left, taking the tray with her. "Good luck." Was the last thing she said.

"What?" I said as I watched her leave. Right after that a soft touch landed on my shoulder which made me jump and someone's hot breath hit my exposed skin on the neck.

"You look so adorable when you blush, love." Omen whispered in his deep voice from behind leaning towards my ear. I shivered a little and quickly turned around, seeing my lover standing infront of me with a smirk on his kissable lips.

"Omen." I stuttered. "What are you doing here? I though you already had lunch."

"Oh, yes, I came to see how my love is doing." He sat across the table and rested his back against the chair. "So?"

"I'm good." Nervousness took control and made my voice a bit shaky. Omen noticed and chuckled. His laugh was like a harmony for my ears, I glanced away.

"Wanna try your limits with me?"

"What?" I blurted out not knowing what he meant and looked back at him.

"I don't want to hurt you so I need to know my borders." Omen explained, leaning towards me, placing his arms on the table. "So you in?" He asked again, looking deeply into my eyes.

"Yeah." And without thinking I answered, more excited than I should be, cursing myself in my mind right after.

"That was fast." Omen smirked and got up. "Come to the training room in 30 minutes, I will wait for you." As he was about to leave, I felt saddness hit me. He came closer, lowered himself to me and whispered into my ear for the last time:

"I do in fact enjoy your moans. Every little sound you make under me."