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“If that’s what you want,” I reasoned. It wasn’t even hard. We had the money and means for a private jet over there. Connections were simple. One call and we all could go. “Do you want that?”
“Yes!” She was so fucking excited that I was grinning like a fool and holding her from wiggling out of my grasp. “Fuck! Do they have a female section? Let me kick some ass for fun.”
“From the woman who hasn’t been in the ring for…?” I drawled out and watched her roll her eyes.
“I’m in the ring now!”
“Do I see you boxing up a storm?” I countered.
“You know what I can box?” The glimmer in her eye alone made me release my hold on her and run to the corner of the ring with my hands protecting my cock.
“How about no.”
“Boo,” she huffed and put her hands on her hips, one hip to the side to emphasize her sassy disappointment. “I’ll get my chance.”
“Please don’t,” I pleaded. “I get enough taunting by looking at you. I don’t need to deal with a painful awakening.”
“Aww. You’re admitting you get horny for me,” she teased.
“Every day,” I tossed back. “You’re hot in pink lingerie, Rebel Flower.”
“You’re hot in general,” she teased back and skipped over to me. I bit my bottom lip because my eyes followed every bouncing movement of her perky breasts. “Does you having a higher temperature and summoning flames when you’re in your wolf form have something to do with what you are?”
“Ya,” I admitted as she reached me then cornered me into the steel beam. I smirked at her move while I lifted my arms up to rest on the thick red ring ropes. “Wanna taste?”
“If that’s your way of asking for a blowjob, I’ll get on my knees right now,” she suggested, and my cheeks got red quickly while my brain completely malfunctioned.
She broke out in laughter. “You’re so damn cute when you’re embarrassed.”
“Don’t say that,” I whined. “You’re hurting my pride.”
“Now you just sound like Sain-EEP!” I cut her short by managing to hook an arm around her before spinning us and lifting her right up so she now sat on top of the beam - her knees reaching the height of my chin.
“Saint’s always rubbing off of me,” I complained and lifted my arms to lightly rest on her knees. “And I’ve always wanted to admire you at this height.”
It was her turn to blush as I rested my head right in her lap, my eyes looking upward.
“Inferno Devil.” It escaped my lips before I could let my fears stop me from admitting it. “Also known as an inferno wolf. There used to be more of us, but like the others, we’re endangered. Devils are the highest form of our kind.”
I waited for her to be disgusted or even cringe at my explanation, but she stared at me with great interest before she looked deep in thought.
“That’s why you and Saint are kinda close, right?”
“You noticed?” I didn’t feel like many saw that between Saint and me. There was an obvious dynamic between Dimitris and Neo since they’ve known each other the longest, but I never thought our connection would be as noticeable.
“Ya. You two try not to show it though, but Saint worries about you a lot, doesn’t he?” She was so observant which was a quality I admired a lot.
“When I go through my bouts of depression, he’s always got my back. A lot of people drop me when I go through my seasonal depressive moments. It’s not intentional…and I warn those I care about that I may be a bit distant, but when it comes to those things, it’s hard to predict if I’m going to be emotionally MIA for a few days or a few weeks,” I explained and closed my eyes. “With Saint, he just gets it. He catches onto my mood changes before even I grasp it. When I get depressed, he warns those I care about so I don’t have to. There’s just something about how he explains it that makes it so easy to understand and accept. Like, there’s no judgment or odd looks. It’s literally like ‘My boy Jayce needs some quiet time so don’t get all in your feelings if he’s a bit quiet’ and bam. Just like that, everyone understands.”
I doubt Saint knew how much I appreciated him, but it felt nice to talk about it in the open with someone I trusted. To let someone know that Saint’s actions helped me so much in life.
“In our world, I don’t think we’re given enough mental health days to just say fuck it all and focus on ourselves. In fact, we feel almost penalized for doing exactly that, and it makes no sense to me because when you just forget about the world and give yourself a minute to just worry about yourself, it’s so rejuvenating,” I revealed. “It allows me to have a moment to breathe and not feel so constricted in life. I get the opportunity to think and review what I want to achieve. When I get the chance to be with myself for a bit, coming back is so much easier, and I’m not being thrown on an anxious rollercoaster thinking my return is going to upset people because they assumed I ditched them.”
Opening my eyes, I lifted my head only to rest it on the side of her lap.
“If more people understood that it’s okay to just pull away from the world and enjoy a moment of tranquility, I think a lot of people wouldn’t feel so…stuck? It’s hard for me to deal with my emotions, and I become a danger when I’m too angry. Boxing helps me get it all out, even though I normally set my punching bags on fire by accident.”
“That’s actually cool,” she quietly commented.
