Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted.

OOC: School seems to be the source of everyone's arguments.

BIC: Zane opened one eye at her joke and put a finger on her lips, "Shhh, no talking. You don't want to see the dog within me. Although if you ask most of the assassins in the villa, they'd call me a dog. You're too fragile for that, dear Mya."

 

Mya placed her hand on his chest. Why? Are you too rough as a dog? I understand. It was a joke anyways. She pressed her forehead against his.

 

Zane opened his other eye and blinked slowly at her, "Much too rough. Unless you don't mind being bit." he rubbed his nose against hers.

 

Mya giggled and nuzzled him. I don't like being bit. Let's just stick with "Mya and Zane." That sounds simpler.

 

Zane laughed, "Sooooo, when can I tell everyone I've been sleeping with the little assassin? That someone has broken the shell of this little girl and made her a young woman?"

 

Mya lightly slapped him in the face. Hey! Don't throw that around like it's something no one should care about. I just think...now isn't the time to reveal it. I just want it to stay between us for now. She buried her face in his neck.

 

Zane nervously held her there, "Why should anyone care Mya? It's not like you have another admirer...do you?" He laughed shakily and thought about all the girls he'd tried to change to be poor imitations of Mya when he was younger.

 

Mya sighed. It's not like that. There's no one else but you. What I'm saying is that people might look down on us. They don't want to see this type of relationship. They see it as...not right for society. Maybe one day, they could all change their minds. She fiddled with Zane's shirt.

OOC: Nap time nao 8D

 

OOC: Night.

BIC: Zane huffed, "I'd forgotten about how society views it. I suppose you're right then, Mya." He glanced down at her fiddling with his shirt, "We've had a long day Mya, I shouldn't prolong what you want." He kissed her passionately.

 

I feel so spoiled. Getting the things I want. Not that it really matters does it? She kissed him back.

 

Zane undressed her, "Of course it matters. You're my Mya now. What you want is top priority. You know I care about you Mya." Zane trailed his kissed along her neck.

 

Mya smiled. I hope you're right. I'm not a simple person.

 

Zane paused, "You know, I feel really wierd doing this in a home of the Merichi's." Even as he spoke, he ran his hands along her.

 

She wrapped her arms around him. It's not his home. It's a fancy house made for us.

 

Zane held her close, "Still, how often does the Merichi keep stuff to himself. Conserning that it's just us in here, if someone were to ask he'd gladly tell." Zane thought of Zee, he'd ask.

 

Mya smiled and gripped his shoulders. He wouldn't tell. She nuzzled his neck.

 

Zane took a shaky breath and realized he didn't know why he was protesting anymore. "I should stop talking about nonsense." Pulling off his own clothes he kissed her hard.

 

Mya kissed him back passionatly, holding him tighter.

 

*skip*

Couldn't sleep. It was still night out but his mind was active as if it were day. He stared at the ceiling and mumbled, "If it were something I knew, where would I have seen it."

 

Mya rolled over to Zane. Whats wrong?