EroticReverie

Dov Adalbern

I smile to myself as I finish cooking, her sweet tasting kiss lingering on my lips. I call her back when the food is done. She tells me she face timed Gavin and Bruin, that they too were getting ready to eat dinner soon, leaving the convention a bit early, to head back to the hotel. 

"I told them how you scolded me like a child for walking to the shop." she says while eating, her eyes looking up at me as I raise my brow.

"They both said you were right." she says twirling her fork in the pasta as she looks back down at her plate. And im half surprised they agreed with me, cause they are prone to tell her whatever it is she wants to hear just to keep her happy. 

"I  know I'm right." I say and she rolls her eyes. 

"you act like it's a mile walk Dov, it's right down th-"

"We already discussed this." I cut her off. Growing angry. Because I didnt care what she did. She could do whatever the fuck she wanted to do, except for when it came to her safety. 

She goes to open to her mouth and I slap my hand on the table making her jump as I raise my voice slightly. 

"Don't fucking argue with me Aurelia. You're not fucking walking in this city without one of us with you. End of fucking story. Cause if anything fucking happened to you I'd-" 

I grit my teeth and she blinks as my nostrils flare and I curl my hand into a fist. 

"You'll what?" she asks quietly. 

"I'd fucking lose it." I say through clenched teeth and glaring at her. 

"when did you start caring about what happens to me?" she asks, and it's not a smart ass tone she uses, it's a genuine curious question.

"The day you moved in here. We're responsible for you now Aurelia. We're all responsible for one another." I tell her. 

"I was sure you hated me until today." she says. 

I take a breath. "Well I dont. And havent." 

she bites her lips together.

"Just cause you piss me off doesnt mean I don't give a fuck about you." I say. 

A small smile on her lips. 

"I give a fuck about you too Dov. Even when I thought you hated me." she says, her eyes lowering, and she twists her fork in the remaining pasta on her plate. 

"I wont walk alone in the city." she says softly and lifts her eyes to mine as I feel my fist unclench. 

"And you certianly wont be inviting strange men into the shop alone with you." I say reminding her of the homeless man earlier today.

"He was cold Dov." she says and I shake my head.

"i dont fucking care Aurelia. You're not to fucking do that again." I say and she pinches her brows. 

"I just wanted to help him." she says, her voice sounding hurt. 

"Then you fucking wait. You call me, or one of the guys. You dont invite a homeless man into the shop alone with you, fuck Aurelia. " I grow angry again, thinking about any number of fucking things that could have happened. 

"What if he was a fucking psychopath? What if he hurt you?" I ask. 

"He didnt though" she says quietly. 

"Aurelia" I sigh exhaustedly. "Just fucking promise you wont do it again." 

"okay!" she says with attitude. "Jesus Dov" 

"Promise me." I say calmly and she looks at me. Her attitude slipping when she sees the look in my eyes, the concern that her little bleeding heart wont listen to me, and she'll adopt the entire fucking city's homeless population. 

"I promise." she says quietly after a moment. I nod. 

"Good." I say and sigh then lift a hand to my face and run it over my head and back down over my face.

"God , you're fucking exhausting." I say with a groan. 

"Screw you, i'm perfect." she says matching my slightly teasing and playful tone. 

"Yeah? Says who?" 

"Me.....Gavin...Bruin." she says and smirks with a little shrug. 

"You." she says. "Or at least you said my body was." she shrugs again.

I lick my teeth. 

"You're perfectly a pain in the ass." I say. 

"Pot..." she holds out one hand. "Meet kettle." she holds out the other palm up. 

"Brat." I mutter.

"Dick." she mutters back and I feel the corner of my lips pull. 

"Are you done eating?" I ask nodding to her plate. 

"How come you never smile?" she say, setting her fork down and pushing her plate forward, asnwering my question with a gesture while asking her own.

"I do smile." I say gruffly. 

"You grimace. You snarl. You glare. You NEVER smile." 

"Yes I do." 

"You never laugh either." she says and crosses her arms and sits back in her chair.

"Yes. I do." I respond as I stand, grabbing my plate, then walking to her, grabbing her plate.

"I've never heard you laugh." she says.

"then maybe you're just not funny." I say. 

She scoffs. "I'm fucking hilarious." 

I smile to myself with my back to her with her following me into the kitchen. 

"Gavin laughs with me, Bruin laughs with me" she says.

"They also would eat every meal out of your ass if you asked them to." I say. 

"As opposed to you who just makes my ass the meal?" she asks and I feel my mouth curl as I clear the plates off into the trash. 

"Yes, as opposed to that." I say. 

"Are you even happy?" she asks and I turn my head, looking over my shoulder at her. 

"What?" I ask.

She shrugs. "You just...never seem happy." 

"I'm just fine Aurelia. Yes. I'm happy." I say and then bring the plates to the sink and start to rinse them off. 

"What makes you happy?" she asks as she stands there and I sigh. 

"Lots of things" I answer her. 

"Name five." she says and crosses her arms. 

"Eating your ass. Eating your pussy. Fingering your pussy. Fingering your ass and sucking on your tits" I say and she slaps my arm. 

"Im serious!" she squeaks. 

"So am i." I say and look down at her, letting the corner of my mouth lift. I watch her own mouth lift at both sides and she smiles looking at my mouth. 

"Is that a fake grin? Do you just want me to shut up?" 

"No to the first question. Yes to the second." I say and she shoves at me and I dont even move and hold back my laugh. 

"You're rude." she says and then pushes my hands and arms. 

"You're a pain." I say. 

"you're a pain" she mocks me , while wobbling her head, and talking in a voice that's nowhere near the sound of mine. 

"let me clean these" she says as she scoots her self in front of me and pushes back trying to block me from the sink and I smile down at the back of her head and her ass sticking out as she bumps me with it to try and push me away. 

"I was going to throw them in the dishwasher." I say. 

"It takes two seconds to clean them." she huffs. 

"The pot and pans and cooking shit is already in the dishwasher Aurelia, just put the plates and silverware in there." I say and she sighs. 

"fine!" she growls. "you're such a bossy little bitch" she mutters.

"I'm a what?" I ask, trying to hold back a laugh. 

"You heard me" she says, and reaches over, opening the dishwasher and pulling out the bottom, bending over and slipping the plates in.

"You're a bossy..little...bitch" she says and then grabs the silverware and tosses it in the slots and pushes the dishwasher closed. 

I lift her dress, and swat her ass. She yelps and jumps around and slaps my hand. 

I slap her hand back. She swats at mine again and I smirk and swat hers, then grab both and she twists and I let go of them and lean down grabbing her around the waist and she squeals. I grab her and throw her over my shoulder. 

"Dov!" she squeals and giggles slightly, while trying to act angry.

"Put me down!" 

"now who's bossy Aurelia?"