29: Blue

**Warning, light sexual content**

**Lucien**

I expected her to resist a little. To stop me from pushing her softly onto the bed and running my hands against her skin. But she didn't. Instead, she stared up at me curiously, as though she were analysing every single move I made.

"What is it?" I asked by the time I'd gotten to the buttons on her shirt.

"N-nothing..." She stuttered, and then turned her head away from me, as if to cover up a red blush appearing on her face. I reached down, very gently and then took her chin in my hand and tilted it so that she was now looking up at me.

"Uh uh, Love. I'd like to see your beautiful green eyes. In fact, I'd like to see your entire face and the precious little expressions it makes when I drive you over the edge. You will do that for me won't you? Let me see your face?" And as if to convince her just a little more, I leaned in and kissed her neck. I felt her shiver beneath me and smiled against her skin. I took that as a yes.

Slowly I began unbuttoning the rest of her shirt and then I took it off of her, leaving her in nothing but her bra. Again, she was beautiful, and I couldn't resist the urge to run my fingers along her olive skin. It was smooth and soft beneath my fingertips and everywhere I touched, her muscles would tense, as though they were shocked by the soft sparks my skin emitted on hers.

"I want to try something different today. Instead of 'daddy' I'd like you to call me by my name. So, as a practice round, can you give me a good "yes, Lucien"?"

She raised a brow and then shook her head with a scoff. "Over my dead-"

But I cut her off by leaning in and kissing between her breasts, ever so tenderly. "Please, Tristan." I uttered softly. And I knew at that moment I had her completely in the palm of my hand.

Then she surprised me with her next words. "Kiss me again like that... then I'll say it."

I was astonished... no, flabbergasted. Those words did not normally, no, they never exited Tristan's mouth before. I gave into her little request though. It was the least I could do. And so, I leaned in again and kissed her chest softly. As I did, I felt her shiver again before she uttered softly, "Yes, Lucien."

The moment it left her lips I felt this intense, warm feeling right in the pit of my stomach. It was something almost like excitement but exceeded the feeling by far. But instead of hiding from it like I knew I should have, I embraced it. It led me to touch more of her. Her arms, her chest, down her stomach, the waist band of her skirt, and then I paused at the hem of it when her breath hitched.

"Should I go further, Love? I'll only touch you as much as you let me." Of course, it was a lie I would have touched her even if she had said nothing. I just wanted her to say it. And she did, with a curt nod of her head and another blush. Good Goddess, she was going to drive me right down the path of insanity, and I would barely be able to control myself. But I pushed forward, nonetheless, hoping that I wouldn't cross the lines I drew for myself, and hoping that I wouldn't cross the lines she'd drawn for herself as well.

Slowly I began hooking my fingers into the waist band of her skirt and then I started tugging it down her smooth legs, grazing my skin against them ever so slightly.

She was now in nothing but a pair of black panties and a black bra. I licked my lips at the sight in front of me. Tristan blushing, hot and bothered in nothing but her underwear. The exceedingly excited feeling within my stomach only intensified, and so I began distracting my lips with whatever skin I could find that wasn't attached to her own lips. I began with the sides of her thighs, and she moaned desperately the closer I got to between them. But I was nothing if not a tease in my actions and moved on to her stomach, then her chest again, and slowly I found a good spot in the crook of her neck. My kisses were now wet and warm and the sounds she was making could have me sent to hell with the thoughts it made me think right at this very moment.

But it was only when I began nibbling at her skin, that the real fun began as a low growl emitted from her chest. Immediately I pulled away and stared down at her. Again, her eyes were closed, but her fangs were out and protruding between her lips. Was she hiding her eyes from me? It was at that moment that the excitement bubbling within my stomach began to turn into a burning desire. I wanted to see her eyes when I made her feel this way. I wanted her to let her wolf out of the cage, to expose her wolf side to me the way I'd exposed mine to her all those times as well. I wanted to see those red orbs staring back at me in absolute desperation. And so, I got up from the bed, leaving her baffled. But when she opened her eyes, they were back to their green colour, only provoking me more.

"Where are you going?" She uttered out, surprised.

"Give me a sec. I need something from one of the other rooms." I said before disappearing into an old storage room.

"Ah! Here it is!" I uttered out as I caught a glimpse of a long mirror wrapped almost completely in a white piece of cloth. I removed the cloth from it, exposing the long mirror. The moment I saw my reflection, I grimaced and looked away before gripping the thing in my hand. I hated seeing myself in the mirror.

Once I'd gotten a good grip on the thing, I lifted it up, and began carrying it towards my room. Tristan was now leaning on her hands as she sat up and watched me place it in front of the bed.

"What's that for?" she asked with a raised brow. The red tinge had gone from her cheeks and now she looked as uncaring and unfeeling as usual. I'd have to change that soon.

"You'll see soon enough, Love." I said, before climbing onto the surface of the bed on all fours. My movements were slow and smooth as I made my way to Tristan and stopped just a few inches from her with our faces hovering on the same level.

She just stared at me for a moment, trying to do what she always did- figure me out.

"You know I'm a lot more complicated than you think-"

"-yes, I know. It's why I find you interesting." She uttered. The way she said it was bland and robotic, but the meaning behind her words were so profound, I hesitated a moment before reaching out and stretching my hand out towards her and touched at her cheek.

"I'll hope a little... but not a lot-" I uttered. What I meant to say was I'd hope to love her, but I wouldn't hope too much, in fear of it never coming true.

"What?" She asked.

But I ignored her question and instead brought her body up close to mine. "It doesn't matter." I then moved slightly so that she was in front of me and facing the mirror. I could see her clearly now and kept my eyes focused on only her, completely ignoring my reflection. But the strange thing was that as I glanced at her reflection, she glanced at mine, again trying to figure me out.

"I don't want you to hold back," I said, setting her on my lap and taking her chin between my fingers. She let out a shaky breath but said nothing as the pink blush returned to her beautiful cheeks.

Slowly my fingers trailed down to her thighs again, and I teasingly rubbed at the inside of them, making her bite her lip. They carried on moving until they reached the fabric of her underwear.

"Do you want my fingers inside of you?" I asked, whispering in her ear seductively. It was taking every ounce of willpower not to just take her right here and now, honestly, it was.

Tristan stayed silent, and so I took it as an opportunity to tease the answer out of her. My fingers gently rubbed in a circular motion against her underwear while I began kissing her neck. She moaned in response and then pressed her legs together, which only made my actions more aggressive.

"Come on Love. You've said it once already, say it again for me."

She sighed breathlessly before shivering and saying, rather softly, "Y-yes Lucien."

I smiled in response and then reached up for her hand quickly, taking it into my own.

"What are you doing?" She whined out.

But I shushed her, much too excited by what I had planned for her. "Just trust me Love. And don't you dare resist."

I guided her hand to her underwear, still holding it tight in mine and then slipped it under the fabric of her underwear. She gasped immediately and questioned what I was doing, once again.

"Stop asking me that, and just trust me." I whispered before kissing at her neck again. I then lined our fingers up perfectly, consuming her much smaller hand with my much larger one and then began to slip our joined fingers right between the folds of her skin, soaking our fingers in her wetness. She immediately looked away from the mirror, and so I used my other hand to grab her chin and tilt her head, so she had no choice but to see exactly what we were doing.

"Lucien... I... this is strange." She whispered out. But although her lips said it, her body reacted an entirely different way, mirroring exactly what her green eyes were screaming at me. She was too curious to resist but too embarrassed to let go completely. It was refreshing, seeing her this way.

"Don't be shy..." I said, moving our fingers deeper and then growling deeply.

"H-how can you be enjoying this? What p-pleasure are you deriving?" She asked.

I smirked wickedly and then stuck my tongue out before swiping it against the side of her neck making goosebumps form on her skin. She muffled a growl and shut her eyes again, but I was having none of it. And so, I began moving our fingers even deeper, making her touch against her own walls.

"Open those eyes Love. Let me see you lose yourself completely. You asked what pleasure I derived from this. I just like the expression you make and the way you moan when you're touching yourself. Just the very idea gets me hard..." I whispered in her ear.

"I can't..."

"You can't what?"

She hesitated before whimpering out, "I can't let you see my eyes.... I c-can't." And I froze right then and there. It was subtle and soft, but I heard it laced in her words. Fear. She was afraid to show me her eyes.

So, I pulled her closer towards me and removed our intertwined fingers from her underwear. "You've taken a glimpse at who I am... can't you do the same for me? There's nothing to be afraid of, Tristan. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. I promise."

She stayed silent for a moment or so before letting out a deep exhale and asking, "How good are you at keeping your promises?"

I kissed at her shoulder and then wrapped my pinkie around her own pinkie, ignoring the fact that our fingers were still wet. "I won't hurt you, Tristan."

I felt her shift slightly and open her eyes which were green again. "Look into the mirror," she said. She then waited for me to gaze at her through the mirror, and once I did, she closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. I let out a gasp as I stared at them. They were not red as I had expected but a brilliant, bright, luminous blue. I'd never ever seen eyes the colour as hers.

"Y-your eyes are... blue?" I uttered in shock. She nodded slowly. "It's a long story... for another day perhaps."

I couldn't even pressurise her into explaining more because I was still overcome by shock as I stared up at them. *Blue*, her wolf eyes were blue.

Slowly she turned her head so she was now facing me, and I couldn't help but stare into those blue orbs. But as I stared, she raised a brow, confused, and then reached up and touched the underneath of my lower lids.

"Your eyes are red." She said. I reciprocated her confused look and then gazed up into the mirror. I was surprised to see that my eyes were, in fact red and I had no idea why.

"Has this happened before? Have you made other alpha wolves change the colour of their eyes when you revealed yours?" I asked, looking back at her. She shook her head but kept her hand on my face. And as I stared into her beautiful blue eyes, I couldn't help but feel the need to kiss her. So, I began leaning in slowly and moving my hands to the back of her neck as I prepared to finally kiss her lips. Perhaps I was overreacting before. Perhaps there was nothing to a little kiss. But just before I could place my lips against hers, my phone began ringing, disrupting the entire moment. I shook my head and sighed before moving away from her. It seemed the Moon Goddess was keeping me from breaking my promises.

When I reached my phone, I was surprised to see that it was Jasmine calling. We hadn't spoken since our little disagreement, and so I sighed deeply, wondering what she'd yell at me for this time.

"Jasmine, you called at an interesting time." I uttered, casting my eyes to Tristan who stared at me curiously.

She cleared her throat and then began speaking, "Sorry to disturb you but I wanted us to patch things up. I mean families have fights all the time, right?"

I tilted my head side-to-side. She was right, we were family, and we were bound to run into each other at some point again, so why not patch things up sooner than later. Besides, I couldn't stay angry at Jasmine for a long time in the first place.

"Alright. I agree with you."

"Great! So how about you, me and Damon go out for dinner someplace fancy? We're buying?"

The offer itself was nauseating. I'd rather poke my eyeballs out with a fork than bask in the love between Damon and Jasmine. But then realisation set in. I wasn't alone anymore. And as if to reinforce this fact, Tristan cleared her throat and raised her brows in question.

"Fine. But can I bring someone *very* important along?"