Zoya had asked for this, even somewhat begged for this so they wouldn't lose what they had now. But in yearning for sex to be just that- physical without a tinge of emotion- she never thought a day would come where she wished upon a million stars that he'd be her Aditya again; gentle, kind and loving rather than so switched off to what made them so very them.

Scrunching her eyes shut, she turned her head away from him, fist clenched tight around the sheet and breathing heavy. Opening one eye slowly, she focused on the peeling paint on his door while trying her very best not to see the similarities between the cracking material and her heart in his hands as he climbed slowly upwards and stopped at her hips.

Gulping away the emotion pleading him to wrap her up in his arms instead of hanging over her like a dark entity willing to go to any length to overpower her soul, he spread her legs and lowered his face to beside her knees. Oscar Wilde's words weighed heavy on his shoulders as he crawled his fingers up her thighs, 'Everything in the world is about sex except sex- sex is about power'.

And goddammit, Zoya held power over him.

That was why he had to do it this way, he had to take away what she had over him and gain something over her... if he didn't then he'd surely lose himself in her, but then what would he be when she finally realised he loved her but she didn't love him?

Dust.

And dust was always wiped away, lingering over pieces it longed to have as its own but never fully having the right it prayed for- the right to stay in the light of a new day.

"Aditya" she mewled, eyes wide with unshed tears. He hadn't moved in so long, hadn't even looked her in the eye. Did she disgust him that much? Had she really made a mess she could never clean? "Aditya we don't have to-" the black of his eyes catching her gaze caught her off, causing her breath to hitch at the darkness that swam in the orbs of the man who'd only ever looked at her like he adored her.

Ignoring her words, his eyes shut tight in a grimace. She wanted this, his Zoya wanted this and there was nothing in this world he wouldn't give her if she asked, no matter how much it hurt him to touch her like she was his when her heart so clearly belonged to someone else.

Running the tips of his fingers down her knee to her ankle, he wound her foot sidewards so it sat on the blade of his shoulder, an inch from his jaw that scorched her heel in heat only his lips could soothe. Nuzzling her foot, he dragged her closer by her hips "Open your eyes, Zoya" he knew she was imagining someone else pleasuring her, but he was too selfish to allow her the joy of of picturing him as another man, "I want you to watch me do this" he growled out.

Zoya gasped loudly "Aditya, I" she hissed as his thumb stroked across her pert nipple, "Oh" she moaned, a harsh swallow choking her for a second only to be released in a whisper of his name as his tongue replaced his thumb.

Releasing her breast with a pop, he looked down at the flush on her cheeks devishly. He had done that and he'd do it again, by the time he was done with her he'd ensure the only man she'd ever dream of again was him and only him. Tucking a finger beneath the lace of her underwear, he ripped it away from her skin, throwing it over his shoulder as he bowed lower so his teeth could graze her inner thighs.

"That, that was my favourite" she gulped, breathless as her back arched upwards to allow him better access.

"I'll buy you a hundred more" Aditya smirked into her skin before inhaling the musky scent of her want for him. Tracing a finger over her slick folds, his voice cracked, "Fuck, you're so wet, Zoya" he cupped her jaw, "All for me?" He hadn't meant to sound so needy, but God he was, he always was when it came to her.

She nodded quickly in response, her body so tight and aching as he tortured her with a hand that wouldn't move to where she needed it to be.

"Use your words, baby, I need to hear you say it" dipping a finger into her, his lips curled sidewards as her eyes rolled back causing a shiver to drip down her spine.

"Yes, yes it's all for you, Aditya, all for" sighing loudly, her tongue wet her lips subconsciously, "All for you".

Chuckling roughly, Aditya crooked his finger upwards. "I want to hear you, baby, loud and clear" before she could respond, his tongue darted out to rush up toward her clit as it hardened between his teeth.

"Shit, Aditya, I, I" her head fell backwards, knees trapping his head between her legs, "Don't stop, don't stop" blinking fast to keep her eyes open, she moaned into the pillow, head turning to the side to muffle the scream climbing her chest.

Adding another finger to the mix, he moved them faster, grunting at the sound of her near an almost release all for him as she clenched around him. Suckling her soaked skin, he used his thumb to push against her most sensitive area, "Cum for me, Zoya, just let go".

Gyrating against his face, her eyes flew shut "Aditya, Aditya I'm going to, I'm going to" then she was screaming, her throat raw from the acid his name had left behind as it sneaked through her lips. Zoya shuddered, her body shaking while he ensured to leave no trace of her undoing on her body.

Moving his fingers to his mouth, he stared her down as his mouth enveloped what was left of her dripping down his knuckles.

Tugging her lip between her teeth, her mouth made a perfect O. That was quite possibly the hottest thing she'd ever seen and it made her feel so damn cherished. Her ex wouldn't even go down on her let alone treasure the taste of her afterwards. "Kiss me, please?"

Aditya's eyes widened at her request, but who was he to deny? Pushing her head up with his palm, his lips met hers in a volt of electricity that pulsed through his entire being. Pulling away, he smiled fondly as she whined at the loss of contact only to wind her legs around his waist to keep him close as he bit down on her neck, his tongue gliding across it after each bite and suck that brought her blood pounding to the surface.

"Please, Aditya" she almost wept, "I need more" she needed him, all of him and it was driving her crazy being unable to touch him like she wanted to.

At that, he froze. Of course, of course he wasn't enough for her. Gripping her hips tightly, his nails dug into her skin as his mouth found her wetness once more, delving into her, his tongue made quick work lapping up every drop that coated her legs.

"Holy fu-, Jesus, Aditya, I, I can't take anymore, please, please I'm going to and I, I can't, not again".

"Yes" he towered over her, "Yes, you can" he snapped, all softness gone from his tone as he continued an assault on her senses. Feeling her move against him, he nuzzled her heat then blew softly till she shook beneath him. Stroking her hair, he rested his forehead against hers.

"Aditya" a tear fell across her nose, "No one has ever made me feel, feel like that, I, I didn't even know it was possible to feel so, so" she bit down hard on her tongue to stop the next word from coming out, because how could she say it knowing that wasn't his intention and that she didn't make him feel the same? But he had always had this way about him and there wasn't a day that had gone by without him making her feel so undeniably loved.

At her words, he frowned. "You didn't enjoy it?" His heart almost broke at the tears now wetting her throat. Shaking his head, he pulled back, trousers tight around his manhood and his jaw firm as he untied her wrists. Leaning down, he brushed his lips to the crown of her forehead, "Get some rest".

Finding the strength to sit up on her elbows, a lazy smile lit up her face. She sat up, hand out to reach for him only to grab onto thin air. "Where are you going?" Her heart began to beat erratically, "Won't you stay?" Then suddenly recalling his words, her head shook fast "No, Aditya, I did enjoy it, that was one of the best times of my life" she promised.

"But not the best?" His eyes rimmed with tears.

"No, but" the slam of the door behind him cut her off mid-sentence, "But nothing beats the first night I led here with you" she muttered into the silence, curling her body inwards in a lame effort to protect herself from the coldness of even a moment where he wasn't with her.

•••

"Sooo" Danny hopped on his heels with excitement, "How'd it go?"

Zoya spun on her heel, allowing the case behind her to come into view "Can I come stay with you?" She sobbed, her chest tight.

"Oh my gosh, of course" he wrapped his arms around her, "But why? I thought everything was going okay?"

"It was" she nodded, "Until it wasn't".

Hey, hey, hey. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while, unfortunately my life took a turn for the worst and I'm caught up in some not so nice family issues which aren't sorted yet. I do appreciate your kind messages and comments and I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, but hopefully I can update more regularly now.