Skylar stares at a wall. Her head plotting possible ways to escape the terrible grasp of her forced lover. Obelius, was carefully plucking the daisies that grew outside of his cave. He kept a watchful eye on her, wondering what was on her overstretched mind. He understood her terrible fate and pitied her.

Perhaps he could change something? Could he? Would he?

It wasn't his place to help the troubles of other species. If anything, he should kill her. It would eliminate future offspring from taking his hunting grounds. His instincts told him this. It shouted in his brain until his ears rang with uncertainty.

Obelius was cursed with a even louder kindhearted spirit. It sings to him. Controlling every small fiber in his strange body. His heart took over instincts and redeveloped them into a calming sense of attachment. He unwillingly finds himself caring for weaker animals and growing that same attachment his heart cursed upon him.

"Here darling.", Obelius enters his home and hands Skylar a bouquet of daisies.

She looks away shyly, refusing to take his flowers. Her legs where tightly up to her chest, letting her arms rest on her knees. He places the flowers next to her and sits close. His lower-half slithers around, finding a comfortable place to rest. Skylar quickly hides her face in her arms, trying to take cover from his gaze.

Slightly tilting his head to the side, Obelius innocently asks, "Is there something on your face?"

A wave of hot embarrassment hits Skylar.

"What? No! I-I don't think." She rubs her hands around her face, attempting to wipe off whatever was on her skin.

"Then why are you hiding it away from me?"

She stops rubbing her face and looks at Obelius sorta shocked and even more embarrassed.

"I don't know." She replies, questioning herself and her actions.

He smiles, "I'm not going to hurt you. You don't have to hide your face from me."

He reaches out and gently pulls her hands away from her face.

"Tell me what your thinking." He whispers.

Skylar's eyes meet up with his. The grayish color captivated her freewill to think. Her chest begged to open up to him. His friendly face was almost like open arms to her emotions. Something about him seemed overwhelming welcoming.

"I-" Her voice is dry, "I don't want this."

Skylar words trigger the long over due tears to finally fall.

"I want my own life. I want to make my own choices. I want to be the decider of my own fate!!" She chokes up a little, before bravely continuing, "I just..I dont want this.."

Obelius tenderly catches each meaningful tear and wipes them away.

"So many wants." He cups her fragile face in his hands and lands a dry kiss on her forehead.

"What do you need?"

His words awaken a crater inside her. A crater that had been punctured deep inside her exhausted soul. The damaged grew, leaking poison into her mind and body. She felt the words speak for themselves before she could stop them..

"Comfort."

He smiles, "I can give you that."

A heated kiss lands on her. This time, they passionately settled on her lips. Her body betrays her as it goes almost limp.

Obelius's arms lovingly wrap around her small torso, lifting her slightly up for support. His hands leave an imprint of warmth and shivers, as they curiously explore her back.

"This shouldn't be happening.. " Her faded thoughts are clouded by his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth.

"Move....God why can't I move... Stop him.... Sebastian..." She tries to speak, but her words stay thoughts.

Obelius's fingertips tickle her skin, as they slowly untie the back of her dress...

This wasn't right... This didn't feel right.. Something was wrong..

Something was terribly wrong.

(ugh...I don't know why.. Can someone tell me this story isn't moving too fast? I'm like super concerned it is. Didn't edit btw.)