Olive had been freed from the nightmare that was dinner. She had been as polite as she could be but knowing that there were several pairs of eyes casually glancing in her direction from time to time, she couldn't help but be a little freaked out. To make matters worse, the four ghosts joined them for dinner. Olive didn't mind that they were there, their conversations were amusing and enlightening. But the fact that they didn't eat and just sat there, watching them, it was disconcerting. She did her best and ate as politely as she could, not knowing proper dining manners she hoped that her efforts were reasonable. For most of it she watched Danika who was sitting opposite her, hoping that what she was doing was right.

Soon after dinner, Olive and Phabel retreated to their wing of the castle. Olive liked to think that it was their own private sanctuary, even though she knew that nothing would be happening this weekend. As much as Phabel had said his parents would never truly mind nor care, Olive felt a little insecure about the whole situation. Time was theirs now, they didn't need to rush their love. With each passing moment her confidence was growing, Phabel's love and attention was pushing her towards being a little less shy. His eyes could hardly detract from her. Whenever she caught him looking at her, he would always smile at her, causing her heart to skip a beat.

His room was a mirror image of hers, on the opposite side of the corridor. At the end of their corridor was a door, it created a bedroom wing with the two bedrooms. It sat off the main corridor that led to other rooms and the stairs that went down to the ground floor. They had privacy by merely shutting this door, no one would know what transpired behind it. But they had both agreed to not give way to temptation and get to know each other first.

The fire in her lounge room was warm, swamping them with heat. Olive didn't mind, the evening was cool and to sit on the lounge by the fire was pleasant. She was resting against Phabel, he had one arm draped around her as she looked over one of the books Islana had brought. It was the one about the animals, she was curious as to how different they were to the ones from this world. She noted that there weren't many that were too different, that learning their names would be easy.

She yawned, feeling the weight of a very long and stressful day bearing down on her.

'Rest with me.'

Phabel smiled at her, she could see the wicked glint in his eye as he lifted her to her feet.

'I would love to lay beside you and do nothing more than hold you.'

'And your parents won't mind?'

'It's none of their business.'

'Phabel please, I would like to not be seen as...'

'Stop it right now. My parents would never think of anyone like that, least of all you. Could you not see how much they adore you?'

He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her tight. His fingers trailed over her cheek, feeling the sweet touch of her soft skin.

'Do you not see how delighted they are that you make me happy? Never think negatively, they approve wholeheartedly. Now while I am retrieving my clothes, you must hurry and dress for bed.'

A dark grin curled into one side of his tender lips.

'If I happen upon a beautiful woman in nothing but her underwear, who knows what this devil might do?'

'Help her out of said underwear?' she fluttered her eyes coyly at him.

'I think you are a naughtier devil than I am aui leabu. I fear you might take advantage of me.'

'I believe you fear correctly.'

Olive flashed him a seductive smile and pulled from his embrace.

'I don't know what you think you need your clothes for.'

Phabel stood rather shocked as he watched Olive saunter across the lounge room, never turning back as she entered the bedroom. He wondered what happened to the shy woman he had met and how she had managed to be replaced by this temptress.

He followed her into the bedroom, watching as her fingers deftly moved over the buttons at the top of her dress. The dress fell around her hips, his eyes glazed over the soft pink skin which was only marred by the view of her strapless bra. His hands gripped her shoulders from behind, pressing his thumbs deep into the flesh. Olive closed her eyes as she whimpered with pleasure, the dress pooled around her feet.

'You are intoxicating.' he whispered against her skin. 'I know we agreed on behaving ourselves but you have me enthralled aui leabu. How will I control myself when you strut around in your underwear?'

She grinned deep as the warmth of his hands flowed down her back and settled on her hips. He was so restrained with his actions yet she could feel how much he wanted this to go further.

'I could tease you.'

Olive could feel the grin as he whispered the words on her shoulder, she could hear the humour in his voice.

'Except there seems to be a problem.'

She opened her eyes and turned around, his face was etched with pure carnality. Phabel took her hands and rested them on his chest.

'I think I am rather over dressed, wouldn't you agree?'

'Absolutely.' she breathed heavily.

As she stepped out of the dress pooled at her feet, she picked it up and laid it over the back of the chair by the dressing table. She flicked off her shoes and padded back to Phabel who had not stopped watching her. Olive was incredibly shy about herself and the fact that his gaze had not left her the entire time was causing all sorts of anxious thoughts. He had moved closer, like a lion watching it's prey, he stalked the beautiful woman who was tiptoeing around the room. With much annoyance, he had noted that her underwear was tired and in need of replacing. He didn't want to dwell on it too much for fear of making her embarrassed about her financial situation. In the morning he would quietly suggest to Danika that they have a girls day out and she could deal with the issue. But as he looked upon the pretty white cotton knickers with little pink flowers, he couldn't help but smile, they were delicate much like Olive. The bra seemed a little newer, but still just as lacklustre. It showed it's age by the dulled white material and though he knew little about bras, he knew she wasn't wearing the right size. Phabel thought the best place for a bra was on his bedroom floor and very soon he hoped that this one would meet the same fate. He liked how the breast would curve into a nice round shape, highlighting a woman's lovely form, but he couldn't help but notice that it was far too small for her. It had set it in his mind, tomorrow she was definitely having a day out with Danika and she would not return until she had better fitting underwear.

Phabel thought that his heart had stopped when she turned and looked at him, the shy smile that was so sweet he could crumble to that alone. Her hands reached to the edge of his jacket, pulling one side back as she rounded him. As she reached his shoulders, she gently caressed the back of his neck before pulling the jacket away from his body. Her touch seared against his skin, prickling the hairs. Momentarily he closed his eyes, feeling the lust rumbling through his body. She had made it all the way around him before he reopened his eyes, instantly finding her as she put his jacket on the chair. Her hand found the silky tie, tugging it to her for a kiss. Barely touching, their lips crossed over each others. It was torture for him, he was desperate to touch her but she backed away when he reached for her, shaking her head at him. Phabel had never seen such seduction in any woman that he had ever been with, they were nothing by comparrison. Even though they had done nothing more than kiss he knew that there would be no one that could ever out do Olive. She had him wrapped around her little finger, she could ask for the world and he would give it to her. As her finger undid the knot and tugged his tie loose, she looked up at him through her eyelashes, a wicked grin curled into her lips. He wondered what kind of monster he had unleashed. A stunning creature that could evoke strong emotions in him and leaving him a puddle of lust at her feet. The tie dropped to the floor between them, slowly she moved through the buttons of his shirt, opening it to the skin below. It joined the tie on the floor as Olive trailed her fingers over his body.

Her touch was torturous as she slipped lower, running down to the belt buckle. Phabel didn't know what to do, he craved a night with her but they had agreed to wait. She was pushing him to the very limit of his desire for her, any further and he knew it could not be stopped. He took her hand and kissed her palm, smiling at her the entire time.

'I think this is where we stop otherwise we will be breaking our agreement.'

'Ok.' she smiled sweetly at him 'Shower with me.'

'What?'

Phabel didn't get a response as she took his hand and led him to the bathroom. With confusion, he watched as she started the water and returned to the buckle of his belt.

'Keep your shorts on if you don't want it to go any further.'

'I can assure you that I do however we agreed and I'd like to know you better.'

Olive nodded with a grin and walked into the shower. The water poured down her back, wetting her hair as it straightened to lengths of wet silkiness. Phabel kicked aside his pants and wondered how he was ever going to get out of this while remaining true to their agreement. As he stepped into the shower Olive leaned on the tiles, letting the water pour down the front of her body.

'No sex.' he whispered as he pressed her to the tiles 'But you are going to be so damned clean, dirt ain't sticking to you for weeks.'

Olive giggled as she wrapped her arms around him, kissing with ardent need. He lifted her legs around his waist as he pressed harder against her, making her gasp. His lips dragged over her chin and down her neck, sliding over the chain of her necklace. Olive moaned, she could feel heat burning into her skin from the necklace.

'Andromeda.' he whispered.

The word was familiar to Olive, she had heard it before and wondered if it was a name. His grip around her became tighter, Olive could feel his body tighten and become rigid as his head jerked up. His eyes were black as the night, glazed over as he stared at her. She knew he wasn't looking at her, as fear of what was happening gripped her she tried to loosen his grip. She thought he was in some kind of trance, his body hadn't moved.

'Perseus.'

Olive had managed to get the tips of her toes to the watery tiles below. Their bodies were slicked with water as it sprayed over them.

'Pegasus.'

'Phabel, snap out of it.' she begged softly.

Slowly he blinked once, for the first time since it had started. His eyes had returned to their beautiful blue, looking upon the frightened woman in his arms.

'What happened? What's wrong?'

'Let me down.'

'Not until you tell me what's upset you.'

'You freaked out Phabel.' tears slipped down her cheeks 'Your body went stiff as board, I thought you were going to crush me.'

'I wouldn't...'

'Your eyes went black. Your whole eye was just black, no white or blue.'

He could see the pain in her face, the fear that he had caused.

'And you said words.' she frowned 'Andromeda, Perseus and Pegasus.'

'Constellations.' he gasped as his eyes met with hers 'We sat under the stars and I pointed out all of the stars and the constellations.'

Olive let out a pained laugh as she hugged him hard, it had been scary but she knew it was worth every second of her fear. Another memory. Phabel set her to her feet and kissed her softly.

'I'm sorry that I frightened you.'

'It's ok, I understand you had no control over it.'

'You are too kind. Now, I do believe that I made the statement that you were going to be very clean. I am a man of his word, aui leabu, so turn around.'

Olive giggled and turned to face the tiles. Phabel soaped his hands, putting his tender touch on her shoulders. His thumbs pressed deep against her spine as she put her forehead to the tiles, enjoying his glorious fingers against her skin. As he moved down her back, something came over Olive, an unknown need that made her more bold than she ever thought she could be. She reached around and undid her bra, dropping it to the tiles. Phabel thought that he had just died and was rewarded by his maker with one pretty woman in nothing but her wet underpants. His gaze had not left her eyes when she turned around, desperate to look down but feared he would not be able to control his need for her. Olive watched as he gulped hard, his soapy hands were losing their suds under the water. She soaped her hands with a grin she washed herself, slowly his eyes dragged down. He was mesmerised watching her fingers move over her breasts, taking her hardened nipples into her finger tips. His fingers twitched with hesitation, Olive took them and pressed them to her chest. To her pure delight he groaned and closed his eyes for a brief moment as he enjoyed having her in hand. She wrapped her arm around his neck, pulling him closer to kiss. Phabel thought that there was nothing better than skin on skin contact. His arm wrapped around her waist, putting his hand on the small of her back to draw her closer.

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'You are a tease.' he whispered in the dark.

'So are you.' she grinned.

Phabel pulled her to his body, both of them were naked under the bed sheets and they knew their restraint was teetering on the edge of being broken. He sat up on the bed, setting her over his leg rather than straddling him. As his hands trailed over her hips, he trailed his tongue over her breast.

'I think you like to tease yourself.' Olive chuckled.

'I like to see it as earning my way to your heart by being a good lover and showing restraint in our new relationship.'

'Is this restraint?'

Phabel laughed as he laid back onto the bed.

'Probably not. Just making life difficult for the both of us.'

'I think you're right.'

Olive climbed off and laid on the bed facing him as he rolled onto his side.

'Good night Phabel.'

He leaned to her and kissed her softly, a chaste kiss compared to the recent ones.

'Good night Olive.'

She rolled over as his arm wrapped over her waist, lacing his fingers into hers as he snuggled against her body. As she laid in the dark feeling the warmth of his breath against her back, she couldn't help but draw comparisons to the two nights they had spent in bed together. The first was subdued and innocent and tonight was laced with desire and carnality. She smiled in the dark, tonight was far better than the previous.