It is only a kiss

"Hey."

"Jesus, Blaze!" Arabella gasped and glared at him as he appeared in front of her. "What the fúck is wrong with you?!"

"You barely cuss before. What has gotten into you?"

Arabella ignored his question and walked to the wardrobe. She flung it open, rummaging through it. She was aware she'd get into trouble if Sandro didn't see her in the room but she didn't intend to wear his shirt all day.

"Why weren't you in the room?"

"What were you in my room for?" She asked him. She turned and noticed he was watching her. "What?"

"It's weird to see you getting mad at me. Did Sandro do something? Well, I am not surprised. Did he fúck you against your will?"

Arabella sighed. Her resolve broke and despite not wanting to talk about what was going on with her, she shook her head. Her lips trembled and her eyes flitted to Blaze.

Blaze was in front of her in a second and he gripped her chin. "Hey, I am sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"You didn't." Said Arabella. Her eyes watered and she attempted to blink back the tears but they poured down her cheeks.

"Hey, hey," Blaze murmured. He pulled her into his arms and let out a groan as her body shook.

He didn't know asking her that would make her cry. He wouldn't have done so as he hated when she was in pain. He felt as though he was the one too.

He could literally feel all the emotions she feels.

"Please, don't cry."

Arabella gripped his shirt as she released part of the pain she had been keeping in through the tears.

She cried until she could not and then she recalled Sandro's warning.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to break down." She attempted to move out of the hug but Blaze held her back.

"Why are you sorry? I should be the one apologizing." He said gruffly. "I shouldn't have asked you that question. It's quite insensitive of me."

"It's fine." She mumbled and proceeded to leave but he held her back again.

Arabella tilted her brows and her eyes locked on his. She stared into his beautiful toffee brown eyes longer than she wanted and she could have sworn she was seeing them for the first time.

It was even more beautiful than she had imagined and she couldn't stop staring at him.

Blaze was beautiful and it was weird she was noticing him after a while.

"Blaze." She mumbled as he drew close to her.

"Arabella." Blaze let out.

His hand gripped hers and he groaned inwardly as the connection between their skin making contact sent waves of desire through him.

His díck was the first to respond before his heart thumped wildly.

Her button nose crinkled and he oddly found it attractive. The corner of her lip curved up and she licked her bottom lip slowly.

Blaze lost it. He couldn't control himself as much as he tried. He grasped her and pulled her into him.

Despite her gasp, he didn't stop. His head dipped and he took her lip in a long sweet kiss.

It was long overdue, he thought and he didn't regret that it was happening.

Arabella's eyes widened. She stood startled in Blaze's arm. He was kissing her. Blaze was fúcking kissing her.

She gripped his shirt as he nipped her bottom lip. Her mouth opened itself and he slipped his tongue inside.

Arabella moaned. "Blaze."

Blaze halted. As he heard his name, he felt as though he was brought back to reality.

He removed his lips from hers and kept her at arm's length.

"W-why?" She stuttered. She cleared her throat and flushed. "Why did you stop?"

She asked in a small voice. Her cheeks reddened and she averted her gaze from him. She wondered if she was acting desperate.

She supposed she was because she wouldn't ask him such whilst he was under Sandro's roof. Heck, Blaze had kissed her and she enjoyed it.

Did it make her the whóre Thalia classified her as? She wondered as she watched him walk away from her.

"I'm really sorry Arabella. I hope you'll forgive me."

"It's only a kiss, silly!" Arabella said, attempting a joke but he wasn't having it.

He shook his head and run a hand through his messy brown hair. He turned to her and she noticed his eyes were narrowed.

"I wanted this to be perfect. I feel it's ruined now."

Blaze grimaced at how weird it sounded even to his ears. He couldn't believe he was here talking about the perfect kiss to Arabella whereas all his life he never asked women before he did what he wanted with them.

Arabella noticed the flush on his face and giggled. She believed it was hard for him to admit what he just said.

"It's not." She said walking towards him.

Blaze shook his head and held out his hand. "Please stop. Don't make it awkward more than it seems."

With that he walked out of the room, not sparing her a second glance.

What the hell?!

She glared at the spot he once stood in and heaved a breath. "Such an ásshole."