Our laugh dies down as we look into each others eyes. He looks down at my lips for a split second then back up to my eyes. He slowly leans down-

We hear a sharp gasp. Michael gets off of me real quick and I stand to my feet.

There's Jessica, standing there, bewildered, covering her mouth.

"Jessica," Michael says softly. "It's not what it looks like."

She shakes her head and starts crying really hard. Michael slowly walks up to her and tries hugging her, but she moves him away.

I walk off going to the elevator, up to my room. She's always interrupting something.
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I wonder what it'd be like if Michael and I really kissed.

I sit up in my bed once I hear someone knocking in the door.

"Come in," I say. Michael walks in with his head down.

"I'm sorry," he says. I give him a 'what?' Look. "I was about to kiss you, and I shouldn't have. That's a sin."

"It's okay," I sigh. "I guess."

He walks over to my bed and sits next to me. He looks at me for a long time, then out of nowhere he crashes his lips into mine, it happened so quickly. I didn't kiss him back until he grabbed my thigh causing me to gasp and open my mouth.

I thought it was a sin?

He took that chance to fully kiss me. Our tongues dancing around with each other. The room got hot really fast, I find myself leaning back on the bed, our lips never leaving each other's.

"No," he shakes his head and stands up.

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Next day...

I get ready for dinner, I don't think I'll be able to face Michael after what happened yesterday.

It felt so right. We felt so right, but he thought otherwise.

I walk into the dining hall to see Michael drinking his regular beverage. He smiles at me like nothing had happen.

"Hello," he says, still smiling. I say a simple 'hi' to him, and begin eating.

After agonizing moments of silence, I speak up.

"Michael, about yesterday..." I begin saying.

"Lillian what I did was wrong. I'm in a very happy relationship right now," he sighs.

Michael's POV

The look on her face told me that's not what she wanted to hear.

She sits up straighter, making her perfect plump boobs pop out even more.

Maybe I should tell her about me.

But what if she gets freaked out and tells people?

Yeah, I can't tell her, at least not yet.

I look to my left to see Jessica sitting right there. I didn't even know she came, but then again she's one of us, and we're quiet when approaching.

Lillian is still there, sitting in her seat. Her head down, and she picks through her pasta.

Jessica and I made up this morning after I told her I was sorry and that I truly loved her and not Lillian.

"Hey, Michael," Jessica says, with a slight attitude.

"Hello," I smile at her. Before I knew it, she pulled me in a kiss, a sloppy one at that. Still kissing Jessica, I look across to see Lillian sigh and put her head down lower.

I pull away and cough. Lillian gets up from the table and walks away. I was about to go after her until Jessica grabbed my hand and whispered, "You love me, remember?"

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I walk into the art room to calm my head. So many things are going around in it right now.

I walk more into the room to hear humming. I follow the humming down the rows of paintings.

It's Lillian. There Lillian was sitting, with her back faced to me, drawing another picture.

I put my hand on her shoulder. She turns around and gasps sharply, until she sees my face. It immediately dropped, which made my stomach have butterflies, and not the good kind.

It's against the council to love someone out of your kind. Humans love humans, and we love our kind.

Lillian clears her throat and speaks up. "What?"

"I just came in here to clear my head, I didn't know you were in here," I say, in all honesty.

"Oh," she says, a bit fast. "I'll go."

But before she can leave I grab her hand, "Please don't go."

"Get Jessica," she says and tries to yank her hand away from me.

"Please just stay with me, me and Jessica are on a break," I lie. She looks at me for a while then sits down. It was an uncomfortable silence for some time. Until I got a little roused.

I grab her hand and pull it a few times, encouraging her to stand up. Once she stands up, I grab her by the waist and sit her on my lap. Face to face, I hug her, I hug her really tight. She doesn't hug me back, but that's what I expected.

I put my face in the crook of her neck and start kissing it.

Michael you had too much blood. You don't know what you're doing.

My mind is always wrong. I drank blood but not too much blood. Drinking too much blood is like getting drunk.

Lillian moans, but tries to catch it before I could hear her. "Mi-Sir, what are y-you doing?"

I don't answer her. Instead, I grab her hips and start slowly moving her bottom on top of my manhood in a circular motion.

I take a sharp breath and start to pick up the pace, but still keeping it slow. Lillian seems to have been in a state of shock or something, she was just sitting there. Her hands on my shoulders, but her not really moving.

I stop to look at her. She looks at me dead in the eyes, and when she did that I got more butterflies. I lean in and kiss her. To my surprise she kisses me back.

I grab her hips again and keep moving the circular. Lillian throws her head back and moans.

This is wrong.

But it feels right.

What if you get caught?

I won't.

I kiss Lillian again, but much harder, harder than I ever had. She kisses me back and starts to move her hips on her own. She goes slow, really slow. I grab her hand and put it on my manhood.

"Do you feel what you do to me?" I groaned. I don't want this to go too far but, I can't help but want her.

Before it gets any further, we both stop. Lillian's face was puzzled, she seemed so surprised.

"Michael?" I hear someone choke out, they sound like they're crying.

Jessica.

I gasp and turn my head towards the door. There she stood, with her beautiful red hair, tied in a pony tail. Her hands covering her mouth.

Lillian pushes me off of her like she was mad. How could she be mad, "I thought you said you guys were on a break!"

Then Lillian starts crying, repeating she hates me.

"You don't mean that," I say, then I began crying.

"You know what? I'll come back later," I hear Jasper say, he was probably getting ready to clean this room. "This isn't the right time."

It was just a crying triangle, I couldn't stop crying. Whenever I see someone crying, it makes me cry. Jessica was sitting there crying but Lillian had stopped. She begins to walk out the room, but I chase her and grab her hand.

"Lillian, please don't go!" I plead.

"If you touch me again, I'll kill you," she says, very harshly.

Too bad I can't die.

She yanks her arm from my hold and begins walking away.

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