"Sin! Get up!"

I could hear Hex's voice, though I could hardly make it out. I started to sense what was around me. I felt a warmth, and I was comforted by it. The blankets were above me, covering everything below my neck. Legs were between mine, my toes feeling the smooth heels of Ruin. My arms were holding tightly onto Ruin's body, and her breasts were against my chest. My eyes came open, and Ruin's face was directly in front of me. Her mouth was slightly open, her soft breaths coming out. Her hair was on me as well as herself.

"Sin! Do you hear me?!" Hex shouted. After hearing Hex's voice once more, I realized the situation I was in. I was naked, holding onto Ruin, who was also without clothes. It was obvious to anyone who saw our state what had happened between us. I groaned, letting go of her. After I scooted away, sitting up on the bed, I rubbed my head and turned my face to look at Hex.

"Finally... I've been trying to get you up for a few minutes..."

"Why are you here? I'm tired," I moaned, my eyes still adjusting. Hex glanced at me, then to the sleeping Ruin. He was slightly flushed, staring angrily at me. I didn't know why he was livid, as it was my business. If I want to get involved with women, it's my choice.

"I came over here to talk to you, then I found this... Did you have sex with this cold-blooded temptress?!"

I shushed Hex, as I didn't want him waking Ruin. He was annoyed as I did so. I was more frustrated, as he called the woman I love cold-blooded...

"Quiet. I don't want to wake Ruin. And, yes, I had sex with her. I rather you refrain from calling her names..."

"Why would you do that? You couldn't find a normal woman?" Hex questioned, scowling. It annoyed me, as the woman beside me was so beautiful and perfect.

"First, I'm seventeen. Second, normal is boring. Ruin's stunning, and I love her personality."

Hex rolled his eyes as I told him, causing me to feel more rage. I breathed deeply, as I didn't want to do anything rash. I need practice with staying calm.

"Her masochistic personality?..."

"I've told her that I refuse to harm her."

"She finds sexual gratification from it. I doubt she'll give up. If you won't hurt her, I'm sure she'll hurt herself."

"I'll just quench her lustful desires, then. She won't need the pain to give pleasure if I do," I declared, grinning. Hex was filled with disbelief as I said it. I'm completely adamant about keeping her.

"Pain is much easier for her to receive. Think about it. She could cut herself as much as she wants, but only get stuff out of you every once in a while. I don't want you wasting all of your time with her."

"I'll keep her from pain, whether she likes it or not. I'll always keep my eyes on her. She can't tread far, either."

Hex sighed, clearly annoyed by me.

"It would be better to find someone else. Think about the massive amount of women here. You could gather them up and choose. It's not difficult," Hex insisted, highly unsure of Ruin.

"She's my first woman. I'm not giving her up easily. Please leave this to me. If you see me progressively getting worse in her presence, kill her. I won't let myself get to that point, but I'll allow you to do this to have peace of mind."

My stomach felt heavy as I said it. I didn't want Hex to kill Ruin, but it could easily happen. Hex looked satisfied with my response, clearly seeing my desperation to stay with her.

"I won't resist in snapping her throat. I thank you for allowing me to do this. I'll stay off the topic."

"Thanks."

Hex's eyes didn't diverge from me, still wanting to talk.

"So... Why'd you have sex with her? I would yell it, but you said I couldn't. You just met her."

"If a woman you're in love with isn't clothed and offers, then I'd like to see you refuse," I answered, smirking.

"It was your first time... You should've given it more thought."

"Why give it thought? If it makes you feel better, I was completely nervous."

Hex was displeased with me.

"You should've given it thought because it's likely that you'll leave each other. I might kill her. You don't know how this woman is."

"Even if we break up or she's brutally murdered by you, I'll still remember the experience. Besides, this won't be the only time this happens. Can you leave my personal life alone, now?" I asked, fed up with Hex picking apart my choices.

"Fine. Can you clothe? We should talk."

"I want more sleep. I'll talk later."

I tipped back into the covers, hugging onto Ruin. She mumbled but wasn't awake. I tried to sleep, but Hex floated above me, jabbing my shoulder with his fingers. I tried to ignore, holding Ruin tighter. Hex began tugging at my hair, so I moved my head closer to Ruin, kissing her neck. I heard Hex walk away, so I assumed he gave up. I shouldn't assume anything. He ran back, elbowing my side. It broke some of my ribs, puncturing my lungs. I coughed up blood and tissue matter on Ruin's face, it then dripping down her nose and my chin. I felt my ribs go back into place, and Hex made a sound of regret.

"I didn't mean to do that, Sin..."

"What the hell were you trying to accomplish? You made me throw up blood on Ruin's face," I scream-whispered in consideration of her sleep. I couldn't see Hex's countenance, as I was open eyed toward Ruin. She slept soundly through it all. A chunk of my lungs was sticking to her cheek...

"Yeah... I don't know what I was thinking... I thought it'd just hurt you, not break your bones and pierce your organs."

As the blood stained the sheets, I started to panic. She could wake up any second to be covered in my blood.

"Hex, hurry and wet a cloth in the bathroom. I need to wipe the blood off her face before she awakens."

"Yeah. Sure."

Hex quickly walked to the bathroom, coming half a minute later with a wet rag. It was soaked. As he ran to me, drips of water trailed him. I'd never seen Hex so oblivious. I chose to ignore it, taking the rag from Hex's hands. I squeezed much of the water onto the carpet beside the bed, turning back to Ruin. Some blood was missing from beside her lips, and her tongue was partially out of her mouth. She licked it up in her sleep...

"While I wash her face, can you retrieve some of my servants? I'll trust you with this." I asked Hex, wanting them so they could bring us clothes.

Hex nodded, pacing out of the room. I turned back to Ruin, completely paused by her beauty. I shook off my paralysis, wiping off her face. I worked with extreme caution, wiping with utmost delicacy. The blood stuck to the washcloth, likely never to leave the rag white again. I was the most sensitive to her eyes, carefully maneuvering the blood away from her eyelashes.

Stuck to my face, a smile sat. Though the moment was semi-dire, I couldn't help grinning at my woman. Mine and no one else's. I wondered how such a sweet and pickable flower hadn't been snatched by another. True she enjoyed her stem snapped, along with lunacy likely coming to existence to those who coveted her, but she's a wonder to gaze upon. Ruin's a flower that one must pick, but, after, the soul who plucked her from the soil would regret her wilting, as the water she sat in wouldn't preserve her forever. I'll never allow her to wilt, nor have her leaves ripped off, or stem severed. As her protector, both her grace and love belong to me. All of her maintenance is mine to take care of, and I'll keep her in top shape. She's my immortal rose. The incarnation of love, beauty, and every pleasurable aspect of romance and femininity. All of her being mine, and bits of my soul her's.

While I thought of the desires and fantasies that I wish to accomplish with my rose, her eyelids began to open. I hid the rag, all of the blood gone but a smear below her tender lips. I had removed the blood from my own face, so everything seemed normal. Some blood was on the bed, but it blended in with the sheets. Ruin looked at me, her face showing her enjoyment of the past night. She seemed as if she wanted a repeat right then. I would've without a bat of the eye, but I knew Hex would return.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" I questioned, grazing my cheek against her's.

"It'd be hard not to with a prince beside me. And one as perfect as you."

"I'm glad you're up."

Ruin grinned at me, cheeks flushed. She nudged closer to me, her chest flattening against mine, though breasts of her size could never fully turn to pancakes. More like an eyeball whose lens had been cut off with a bit of a droop out of the socket it dwelled in. I moved my hands to her thighs, feeling them from the high to low points. Perfection. Even the curves at the sides of her stomach are as if an artisan spent months creating them. I love her lips, as they're one of my favorite body parts on her. They're smooth, the color perfect without any makeup. When I brushed mine against her's, the softness was the first thing noted. They're small but luscious.

"Have I left you waiting for a while? How long have you been up?"

"Not long. I've been longing for you the whole time, though," I whispered softly, gazing into her eyes.

"Why is that?"

"I wanted to do this."

I moved my left hand from her thigh to the back of her head. My other remained on her thigh, grazing it. I pulled Ruin in, wanting to kiss her. I realized I'd get blood smeared on my face if I did so, and I couldn't have her know I coughed it up on her face. I sucked the blood from below her lips, my tongue dabbing against her flesh as I did so. I cleared it from my mouth to ensure Ruin wouldn't taste the iron. Her face showed that she found appeal in it, so I didn't have to worry about being questioned as to why I sucked her face. I moved up to her lips, my insides feeling light and gleeful as I reached my destination.

I curled my legs around her's as the insides of our mouths did the same. I found myself moving my chest around, as I wished to press further onto Ruin's while moving back at the same time to get an idea of how they worked. It felt like a pea sat on either side of my chest, though hard and unable to be squished easily. We were moving around a lot, and I found our upper legs pressed together. While the muscle of my legs is tight around the bone, I found that her thighs are soft and squishy. Some fat exists, but it's not enough to be displeasing. Just enough to give her a good figure. Her stomach is tight, and I could see the lower sections of the ribs sticking out to some degree.

Caught up in the moment, my lust got the better of me. I moved my face away from Ruin's, sliding my body above her. I bent my head down, kissing about her face and neck. A residue of saliva was left in most spots, drying to her flesh. I felt my abdomen above the silky skin of Ruin's stomach. Both of my hands were on either side of her body, closing her in. Ruin stared directly at me, red and in immense arousal. Before anything really happened, Hex ran back in, gaping at the scene. I was utterly disappointed but stayed in the position I was in. He paced over, looking with shock.

"Really, Sin?! I was away for fifteen minutes. Have self-control!"

I clicked my tongue at Hex, turning my head to face him. Ruin was below me, looking saddened by the stop of my kissing.

"I have self-control. My self just wants to do this," I responded, glancing at Ruin.

"Can you get off of her?!"

"I'm physically capable."

Hex grew annoyed by my answers. I didn't really care, as he ruined a moment I was having with Ruin. Our toes were lodged between each other, and our skin was together, but I wanted more. She obviously didn't care that Hex was in our presence. I started not caring as well, turning my head back to her, smiling. I laid my chest down on top of her, kissing wherever my lips drew me.

"Will you get up?"

"No," I replied. I spoke quickly, as I was too preoccupied with kissing. I couldn't see Hex's face, but I could only imagine how pissed he must've been. He walked up to me, scratching up my shoulder. The scratches healed, so it didn't bother me. I was too passionate toward Ruin to stop what I was doing.

"Get out of bed. The servants will be here soon," Hex demanded, sounding highly agitated. I rolled my eyes, removing my lips from Ruin's collarbone.

"I don't want to get up. I'm focused on this."

I moved my hands on Ruin's body, one on the right side of her chest, the other on her rear. Both of my hands were in soft and plump heaven. I went back to kissing, mainly staying by her lips.

"So you're going to make your little brother watch you as you make out with this woman..."

"You don't have to watch. Go take a shower," I responded, brushing back my hair before returning my hand to Ruin's chest.

"I already have. Now, get up."

Hex started talking seriously, so I wondered what his problem was. I felt satisfied with how I was, but Hex began taking my comfort.

"Later."

I could tell Hex had dealt with the last of me, as he grabbed onto my leg. I was nervous, Ruin looking with curiosity.

"I'm getting you up, then," Hex said, wearing a grin that showed his rage and annoyance. He yanked me off the bed, the movements so swift that I couldn't keep myself on. I slid off, falling onto the floor. The blankets were wrapped around me, leaving Ruin bare on the bed. I twisted out of the blankets, looking up at Hex. He was staring at Ruin, blushing. He quickly turned to face me, embarrassed by his pink cheeks.

"Are you up now?" Hex impatiently questioned. I stood up, blankets in hand. Hex looked satisfied, but I collapsed back onto the bed. I covered myself in the blankets, refusing to stand. I scooted over to Ruin, hugging her and trying to sleep. I closed my eyes, blocking out all of the sounds near me. "Sin! I thought you claimed that your sloth is fading! Get off your lazy ass and get on with your life!"

"I've been doing a lot lately. If I want to be slothful, allow me the pleasure. Can't I have one day of relaxation?" I begged, wanting to stay with Ruin for longer. Hex sighed, clearly giving up.

"I'm coming back tomorrow. I expect you to be willing to speak."

"Yeah. Fine. If you bump into the servants, tell them to stay in the dining room until I come and retrieve them. I'm going back to sleep."

"Sure. Just don't stay huddled in your room forever," Hex replied, sounding sorrowful.

"I won't. I'm planning on returning home, and I guarantee it will happen. I need some days to chill out, though. See you, Hex."

"Same to you."

Hex left, stomping slightly. He was upset with me, but my brain felt full of cotton. I was too tired. I held onto Ruin, falling asleep.