Eliana was scouring the room, looking under the bed, in the closet. It was nice, this place, but then it was a five-star suite. When she had finished, Eliana huffed and laid back on the bed. She patted the spot beside her.
"Maaaaaal. 'Mere." She rolled onto her side to watch him.
It was their first night on the island, and Eliana was antsy. She couldn't stop finicking, but she was adamant about not leaving the room. She flipped back onto her back and threw an arm over her eyes with a groan. She rubbed her face with her arm before removing it. She turned on her stomach and buried her face into the plush pillows on the bed.
The room was ornate, decorated in bright red and white to signify Hawaii. It smelled fresh; the carpets were soft, the bed was softer, and the bathroom and closet were to die for. There was a television mounted on the wall opposite the bed, which Eliana had flicked on to some random romance movie.
To the side of the bed was a large window, hidden behind a red curtain with white Hawaiian flowers decorated on it.
Mal was standing at the recently closed door, which on the outside hung a do not disturb sign. He looked around the room, this was probably the only time he had been in a hotel, and one as expensive as this, so he was taking in the view, especially of his girlfriend enjoying the bed.
He'd take a deep breath, the Hawaiian air was nice, and room was clean smelling, fresh soap all around.
"Coming dear." He'd lay down as she was rolling around and such.
"Are you okay?"
He'd take a deep breath, the Hawaiian air was nice, and room was clean smelling, fresh soap all around.
"Coming dear." He'd lay down as she was rolling around and such.
"Are you okay?"
"Fiiine." she huffed. "I guess. Thinking...dumb things."
She groaned again and curled up briefly before latching onto him and nestling her face into his chest.
"Mine," she breathed. "All mine." Her voice was clipped, possessive and searing. "You'll always come with me to places like these right? Did You enjoy the jet ride over? You're not worrying too much?"
Her head hurt. Eliana didn't think it should have, but it did. Her chest was all...fluttery, too. She didn't like that either. What was with this weird feeling? How does one describe it?
She rolled onto her back and ran her hands down her face.
"Care to share darling?" A bit worried about her, she seemed distraught to Mal.
He'd place a hand on her head gently, running his fingers through her hair slowly. "Yes darling, I am yours, all yours. As long as you ask me, I'm happy to go anywhere with you Eli. The jet ride was fine, first time flying honestly, I'm all good darling." Mal would reply to her in succession as she rattled off each point of speaking.
He'd place a hand around her waist, moving onto his side to look at her easily, giving her a bit of a concerned look.
He'd place a hand on her head gently, running his fingers through her hair slowly. "Yes darling, I am yours, all yours. As long as you ask me, I'm happy to go anywhere with you Eli. The jet ride was fine, first time flying honestly, I'm all good darling." Mal would reply to her in succession as she rattled off each point of speaking.
He'd place a hand around her waist, moving onto his side to look at her easily, giving her a bit of a concerned look.
Eli breathed slowly, and with each deep breath, she took, some of the distress left her body.
"What does jealousy feel like?" Eliana pondered. This was her sharing. Eliana looked at him, meeting his eyes. She cupped his cheek and leaned up to kiss him, a conflicted, possessive kiss.
"What does it feel like when you're jealous?" she clarified as if she needed to. He would have no way of answering what it felt like when someone else was jealous. "Does it feel different for different people?"
He kinda enjoyed the kiss but the question she was asking was kinda off for her, considering her life choices and such. "It may feel different for different people, but I can try to describe what it feels like to me."
He took a moment and closed his eyes, practically evoking the emotion by imagining Eli kissing another man. "Yeah, I got it. It's like a knot in your chest, tightening over your heart slowly as corrosive streams down it. It's not pleasant, but that's just for me I suppose."
He took a moment and closed his eyes, practically evoking the emotion by imagining Eli kissing another man. "Yeah, I got it. It's like a knot in your chest, tightening over your heart slowly as corrosive streams down it. It's not pleasant, but that's just for me I suppose."
By the time he'd open his eyes, Eliana's were wide and she was staring at him like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Wow...that's fuckin' deep."
She sat up slowly, holding her stomach, then her chest. "I feel...sick, I think. Sick to my stomach, which makes no sense, I've never been sick." That said, Eli wondered if this was what being sick to one's stomach felt like. She had no point of reference.
"But, hey, I was thinking about how you got all weird about your powers and me knowing. I figured, maybe I could tell you about mine? I don't usually tell people, they're more effective when other's don't know what they're like."
"It's probably some emotion then, maybe jealousy but I'm not sure the cause of it." Mal would shift his position, moving his head onto Eli's lap. It was a much more comfortable spot, and touching her made the knot loosen up in his chest. Even though he was the one who caused it technically.
He'd look up at her, he knew the importance of hiding facts from people, this was a big thing for her. "That's your decision dear, you don't need to tell me if you don't want to. But I appreciate it if you do."
He'd look up at her, he knew the importance of hiding facts from people, this was a big thing for her. "That's your decision dear, you don't need to tell me if you don't want to. But I appreciate it if you do."
"I want to," she said with a nod. When she looked down at him, her eyes were heated with some unfathomable emotion. "I want you..." she paused, "know me. I want you to know me inside and out. It may be silly, but that's what I want."
She breathed in slowly, readying herself. "You already know I can learn people's abilities. It takes touching them for about five seconds. I learn about everything a person lusts for after spending twenty-four hours with them. Naturally, I'm the best at sex. No, seriously. That's a power. I never get sick."
She took another breath. It seemed that's all she was going to say, then, "I have some minor telekinesis and I can go all mist form. Naturally, I'm immortal, which you already knew."
He'd nod slowly listening to her, holding onto one of her hands as she spoke. "That's pretty interesting, not gonna lie, I wish I had mist form myself." He'd crack a bit of a grin thinking about it.
"Thank you darling, that was very personal and I'm glad you feel that you can tell me things like that."
"Thank you darling, that was very personal and I'm glad you feel that you can tell me things like that."