She shook her head with her hands still covering her face. “No, I thought that before…” She sucked in a deep breath. “When we first met…”
Still in disbelief, I scoffed. “But you don’t even know me.”
A part of me was already kicking myself in the ass for blurting that out, because I really kind of just wanted to take advantage of this situation. But the problem was that Gabriella knowing my secret meant she could betray me if things didn’t work out. Which thus meant, I couldn’t afford to start something with her when she was only interested because I’d saved her from something horrible.
Gabriella abruptly looked at me. “That’s not true,” she retorted, regarding her not knowing me. However, upon meeting my gaze, she hid her face a second time as she leaned away slightly. “I mean, okay, yes. You’re sort of right. But after we met briefly that first time, I asked your sister more about you — asked what you were like. Although I didn’t know you cooked or were adopted until just a little bit ago.” She took a deep breath. “But, assuming she was telling me the truth, then I do really like you, and…” She paused for another few seconds, her heart rate picking up again. “And…I can tell you like me too.”
“What?” I said in surprise. “How can you tell?”
“I mean…” she started, her pulse throbbing harder as she glanced at me. “Well, I mean…don’t you?” She seemed vulnerable again, like she was afraid of being rejected, wondering if she was misinterpreting my body language.
I supposed it was stupid of me to think that my attraction to her was anything but obvious. I took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, and then just decided to tell her the truth. “When we first met, I disappeared right away because I was really attracted to you. I almost transformed right in front of you both.”
“Oh!” she exclaimed. “I’m sorry!”
Instead of chastising her for apologizing again for something that really wasn’t her fault, I instead just put my forehead back down on my knees, unable to believe I’d really said it.
After I was silent for a few seconds, she continued. “Is that what’s happening right now? I’m making you…transform?”
Knowing that her eyes were on me, I simply nodded in response.
“Does it hurt?” she wondered.
I lifted my head again, surprised by the question. I was pretty confident the sides of my face were showing signs of graying, but she didn’t seem fazed by it. “No, actually it feels really good.”
“Then why hold back now?” she asked. “I think your sister is asleep.”
I shook my head. “No, she’s in bed, but still awake. Granted, she probably will be asleep really soon.”
“Oh!” Gabriella’s emerald eyes widened. “How do you know?”
I hesitated again, uncertain if I should really disclose all my secrets, especially since what I was capable of was kind of invasive to people’s privacy. “Well…” I began slowly. “My senses are a lot stronger than most people. That’s how I found you. I remembered what you smell like.”
She suddenly seemed concerned. “Do I smell okay?” she whispered.
“Yes,” I quickly agreed. “You smell amazing, actually. I’m pretty sure it’s because you’re a vegetarian.”
“That’s good,” she replied in relief. She then paused as she contemplated her next question. “So, do you know how far away I was when you, umm, found my scent?”
I nodded. “Probably about ten miles, more or less.”
Gabriella’s green eyes widened in surprise. “Ten miles? You can smell me from that far away?”
I nodded again, still feeling kind of hesitant to explain just how heightened my senses were, but realizing it probably couldn’t hurt at this point. “I can smell the lip balm on your lips,” I said, only to blush when I focused on them, quickly moving on. “As well as the container in your purse upstairs. I can smell the dinner I made in the fridge. I can smell the gasoline in my sister’s car outside. I can both hear and smell an owl that’s probably a little over a mile away. And if I concentrate really hard…” I closed my eyes, paying close attention to what my nose and ears were telling me before continuing. “I can smell someone smoking, parked in a running car off the side of the main road about five miles away. All from sitting right here.”
Gabriella stared at me in disbelief for a moment. “That’s, well, that’s amazing.” She looked away, seeming pensive, beginning to sound like she was speaking to herself. “Although, I’m not sure how that’s even possible, because the nose needs odorants in the air to detect a scent. It would mean that faint traces of the cigarette smoke were here in the house…” Her voice trailed off.
My eyes widened in surprise. “How do you know so much about the nose?”
She blushed, focusing down at the carpet. “Well, I just remember it from biology class in high school. I also took an anatomy and physiology class.”
“Oh. I’m in a second year of chemistry instead. I’m not a fan of looking at the details of the human body.” Except in private. Only in private.
“Because you might transform?” she assumed.
“Maybe.” I hedged with a shrug. “Just didn’t seem like a good idea.” She didn’t respond, and it was quiet for a few more minutes as I listened to her racing heart. She was hugging her knees tightly again, making me wonder if she was afraid to ask something in particular.
Finally, she spoke. “Is your sister asleep yet?” she asked.
Her unexpected question, and the potential implications of it, pushed me over the edge, and I felt my face rapidly turn dark gray while my eyes transition to yellow irises set within black pools. Stuttering, I responded. “Y-Yes, w-why?” But I already had an idea of what she was thinking, because I could smell her arousal. She was just as turned on as I was.
She blushed when she saw my face change, knowing exactly why. Her own face was so red it was almost darker than her hair now. “I…I just…” She hid her face again by resting her forehead on her knees as she tried to collect her thoughts. “I just wondered if I could move closer…”
“But why?” I asked seriously, still wondering what she planned on doing once she was. Obviously, I had ideas, but my sister was upstairs right now. And even if she was asleep, I couldn’t chance her waking up and catching me doing something with her best friend!
However, Gabriella didn’t respond, her face still hidden, and suddenly I could smell the saltiness of her tears as she began to silently cry. Had I offended her? Did she feel rejected?
Unsure of what to say, I quickly reached over to the space between us and patted the cushion. She looked up in surprise, her expression turning apologetic.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she scooted over.
I wasn’t sure if she was apologizing for crying, or possibly feeling like she was being manipulative with her tears. However, my cock went from ‘slightly stiff’ to ‘hard as a rock’ when I noticed the way the lamp’s light reflected off her shiny purple pajamas as she moved. It aroused me way more than I even anticipated, and I was suddenly glad my sister had never worn these after all.
I mean, on the one hand, I definitely wanted to see Serenity in them, but on the other hand, I couldn’t exactly afford to accidentally pop a boner and turn gray in front of her either.
Once she got settled, Gabriella ended up being only a couple of inches away from me, but it already felt like she was touching me — as if there was an invisible arc of electricity spanning the gap between our bodies. I wanted to reach out and touch her so badly, though I knew that would be a mistake. She’d just been through so much, and here I felt like I was in danger of climbing on top of her and forcing her to take my virginity right then and there.
Would she stop me? Was it right for me to take advantage of this situation?
Horny or not, I couldn’t imagine that was what she wanted right now.
Resting my chin on my knees again, I hugged my legs tightly, my cock throbbing between my thighs as I angled my face away from her. I wasn’t sure if my dark gray skin would show that my face was flushed, but I couldn’t help but feel like I needed to hide my reaction anyway. Granted, now that I was fully transformed, minus my wings, there was no way she couldn’t know how she was affecting me.
She was quiet for a few more minutes, mimicking my posture again, before she finally asked her next question.
“Is it alright…if I touch your hair?” Gabriella wondered.
Without looking, I replied simply. “Yes.”
She hesitated only briefly before I felt her hand gently grab the blanket and pull it off my head, revealing my pure white hair. She then reached up and, with trembling fingers, began stroking the top. Almost immediately she sighed heavily, and I could actually sense her muscles relax. She let the leg closest to me slowly slide down until her foot was just barely touching the floor, with her other knee still at her chest.
“Why?” I whispered.
“Why what?” she replied immediately, seeming a lot calmer. I could still smell that she was aroused, but everything about her body appeared to relax the moment she began touching me.
“Why is this helping you?” I clarified.
She was pensive for a moment as she considered the question, beginning to run her fingers more firmly through my hair against my scalp. I shivered from the sensation, tilting my head forward as goosebumps appeared all over my neck and arms, resting my forehead on my knees again.
Shit, I’d pay her to do this, all night and day. It felt amazing.
Granted, now that I was thinking about it, I’d totally pay her for sex too, though I felt horrible for even thinking that. Especially when I considered where the money I would use came from.
“Well,” she began. “This is really healing for me.” She then paused, working up the courage to talk about what happened to her earlier that day. “That man…he beat me. And he touched me. Although, you saved me from the worst of it.” She sighed. “But I still feel…dirty. Even after a shower.” She took a deep breath. “But when I touch you, it makes me feel cleaner. If that makes any sense.”
I nodded, understanding exactly what she meant. I hadn’t been physically dirty either, after killing the bastard, but still felt like I needed to wash off. “That’s why I took a shower for over an hour,” I admitted. “I sort of felt like that after killing him.”
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