Reflections of Me

by Yumoyori Wilson

  My right hand glided up his chest and brushed his cheek before sliding into his wet blue locks. His hands tugged at my shirt, and I only broke the kiss to give him enough time to pull the shirt off me, freeing my breasts from the torture of feeling its rough surface rather than the enjoyment of Kage's body.

  In a second I was back in Kage's arms, my body pressed firmly against his slim muscular frame while our lips fought for domination.

  "Jewel..." he groaned, breaking the kiss to suck the nape of my neck. I moaned loudly, lifting my head for him to continue to nibble on my feverish flesh.

  His hand gripped my right breast, beginning to massage it slowly as he started to leave kisses along my shoulder and then trailed down my collarbone.

  "Ah. Kage," I whimpered as his mouth latched onto my left breast, his tongue lazily teasing my hard nipple with circular motions while he continued to fondle my right breast.

  The warmth of his mouth and the way his tongue expertly played with my nipple was contributing to the wetness pooling between my thighs.

  "Kage," I begged, already out of breath. He looked up and his eyes darkened. He left open-mouthed kisses and swirled his tongue to lick at my skin as he made his way down my stomach and lowered to his knees. His hands skimmed down my waist and stopped at my lower hips.

  "Spread your legs, Jewel," Kage ordered, the dominant side of him turning me on like a light switch. He isn't...no, he's gonna...

  I didn't dare delay, even though my thoughts were in a frenzy. I spread my legs slightly, giving Kage enough of an opening for him to do whatever he wanted. His fingers trailed my entrance, and I trembled at the cool touch.

  "You're really wet, Jewel. Is that because of me?" Kage questioned, his words more of a statement, his tone laced with approval. He didn't let me answer, sliding not one but two fingers inside me right away.

  I gasped before I sighed in relief, my pussy throbbing around his fingers. "Keep making those nice moaning sounds, Jewel," Kage rumbled. He began to glide in and out of me, his fingers pumping at a steady pace before they increased in speed.

  "Yes. Ah...more...more," I begged. It was amazing how male fingers felt so different than when I masturbated with my own, and his rapid movement was bringing me closer to an orgasm quicker than I'd ever been able to accomplish on my own.

  "So good. Yes, yes...fuck..mhm...Kage.." I practically screamed, about ready to cum. A few more pumps of his fingers and I flew over the edge, an orgasm hitting me hard and throwing my body into ecstasy.

  I cried out, thinking Kage would stop, but he kept going until my legs trembled and my juices streamed all over his fingers and down my thighs.

  "Kage! AH!" I cried out, close to another orgasm, but he pulled his fingers out and replaced it with his mouth. SHIT, AH.

  I whimpered at the way his tongue licked me up; Kage purposely teased the bud of my clit from time to time. My legs were shaking, and I was panting like an animal before he finally pulled away, but I already felt the build of another orgasm, and I didn't want him to stop. He rose up and met my needy wild eyes, and before I knew it, my arms were around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist.

  We kissed like we were battling against each other while he carried me over to the bed. Once he laid me gently on the soft sheets, he released the towel around his waist and I smirked in a wild frenzy at the sight of his cock that looked ready to pound me right into another orgasm.

  "Fast or slow, Jewel?" he questioned.

  I didn't even think. "Fast and hard."

  I saw that twinkle in his eye like it was exactly what he wanted to hear, and he crawled onto the bed and hovered over me.

  "Good, because I'm way past the slow sex with how hard my cock is," he growled, positioning his cock at my entrance.

  He let us both catch our breath and leaned down to give me a passionate kiss before he thrust himself inside me. I gasped at the movement but was glad it didn't hurt like my very first time with Logan. Kage’s length was longer than Logan’s, and with how hard he was, I'd wondered if it would fit.

  Now that it was inside me, I was already going crazy as my body felt like it was on fire with electricity.

  He ended up going slow in the beginning, maybe knowing from how tight I was that I hadn't had a lot of sex. "I'm gonna go faster, Jewel."

  I merely nodded as I closed my eyes and bit my lip.

  He began to move, the slow thrusts growing faster. My wetness helped his cock glide in and out with ease, and my moans became louder.

  "Kage, faster. Please...more!" I begged, opening my eyes to give him a pleading look. It seemed that ignited a blaze inside of him. He leaned back to change his position, and when he thrust his cock it hit a different spot, but it was so perfect I gasped.

  "Shit, yes!" I cried out, my body begging for him to keep going. Then he did something unexpected. He paused with his cock almost out and gestured for me to turn on my left side.

  I did just that, and he pulled out for a second to properly rest on his knees before he slid himself inside me once more. This time he didn't go slow, fucking me hard and so deep I almost came right there.

  "Shit! Kage, ah," I cried out, but my whimpers didn't stop him from wildly pounding into me.

  "You like that Jewel," he breathed.

  "Yes. So much. Fuck me more," I urged as my breasts bounced with his rapid movements. We were both beginning to work up a sweat. He suddenly lifted my right leg to rest on his shoulder, using his free hand to circle my clit while he remained deep inside me.

  The stimulation of his hand rubbing my clit while he thrust even faster was pushing me to the edge, and the dual stimulation did just that.

  "KAGE!" I screamed, my body locking up as I came hard.

  He didn't stop as his moans and grunts got louder and faster, and I cried out again as another orgasm vibrated through me, my body trembling with the aftershocks.

  "JEWEL-AH!" Kage growled and gave a final thrust. His hot cum pooled inside me, the sensation making me quiver as a silent cry escaped me.

  Kage pulled himself out, our combined release slowly flowing out of my pussy before he lowered my leg and laid down next to me, both of us catching our breaths.

  "Fuck Kage...I...did...NOT...expect that..." I declared through pants. Kage let out a weak chuckle, trying to catch his breath too.

  "Just because I'm shy and quiet doesn't mean I don't do my research Jewel."

  I let out a breathy laugh, turning my head to give him a small smile.

  "That was amazing."

  "You're amazing." He countered and gave me a tender kiss. "And that was really hot. I think we should date more often." He grinned against my lips.

  "Yes. More dates," I whispered. He pulled me into his arms, leaving tender kisses on my neck and shoulders and thanked me once again for what I'd done.

  "Just promise if you need someone to talk to, you'll rely on me?" I asked quietly, fighting off the exhaustion of our lovemaking.

  "I promise. " Kage spoke softly, then gave me another tender kiss.

  “I love you.”

  “I love you too, Jewel.”

  I nodded my head slightly and snuggled deeper into his embrace.

  The last thing I remember before I fell asleep was the tenderness of Kage's kisses.

  "Ugh. Note to self, Jinn. Running on barely any sleep is a bad idea and my body aches. What possessed me to think morning sex before school was a good idea? No, I just underestimated how amazing morning sex is. I wish I had another cup of coffee."

  I sighed, resting my head on the locker. Class had ended a while ago, and I was so exhausted. Kage and I'd barely slept, and after morning sex, we talked for a good hour about different things.

  He wanted to forgive Zane and act like everything was okay again, but he wanted Zane to realize what he did was good and wrong. Good because his actions did help prevent me from getting hurt early on, but bad because of the chaos that was happening without his knowledge.

  I advised Kage to confront Zan
e about it, or at least the three brothers needed to have a talk. He agreed with my suggestions and said he'd speak with Brax later in the day and together, talk with Zane after classes.

  I opened my heavy eyelids and groaned. I need a fucking nap.

  "Are you okay, Jewel?" Alice asked, her voice indicating she was half asleep. We'd been preparing for the end semester exams, one of them being familiar focused, and we knew it would be a pain in the ass.

  I sent Alice home to rest, knowing I wouldn't need her for my second class and she too could barely stay awake. I must have been out of energy and needed to reset or something.

  I'm fine. Super tired. Go back to sleep. I'll be home in a bit.

  "Okay. Night," Alice replied. I turned around and leaned my body against the lockers. I knew if I sat on the bench, I'd be asleep for hours. At least standing would delay my need to sleep. Or I hoped it would.

  I pulled my phone out, my half-opened eyes scanning for the phone icon. Took me a full minute to find it and the last contact I'd spoken with from today was Braxton when he'd called to ask if we were on our way home.

  I pressed the button and sighed, listening to the ring which was like a lullaby to me. He picked up on the third ring. "What's wrong, Jinn."

  "I'm tired," I replied, not even bothering with typical greetings. "Like I can barely move at this point."

  "Where are you?"

  "Changing room."

  "Which."

  "South one with the stupid poster on the door," I mumbled.

  "Jinn, switch back."

  "To what?"

  "Switch back to Jewel."

  "Hmm...female form." I yawned, struggling to keep up with what he was requesting of me. Maybe I can sleep for five minutes?

  "Jinn?"

  "Hmm," I mumbled, my head nodding forward.

  "Jinn? What are the chances of you sleeping standing up?" He sighed, sounding like he was running.

  I wouldn't sleep standing. Nope...totally wouldn't.

  I heard the sound of the door open, but I didn't care. My mind was drifting, and I wouldn't be able to stop it.

  I fought to open my eyes, and another pair of red ones met mine. I tilted my head in my disorientated daze. They wore a gold cape that covered their face and body. The person was taller than my male form, looking to be almost Braxton's height of 6'7" but an inch shorter.

  He looked familiar, and I didn't know if I was dreaming or still in the changing room. "Jinn? Jinn?" Braxton continued to call my name through the phone that was pressed against my ear, but his voice sounded so far away, like an echo.

  "You're the man. The man in my dream?" I muttered.

  "Do you think this is a dream, Sweetheart?"

  "Why are you calling me sweetheart? Look, I'm a male. Male. Jinn...Starfire." I countered, unable to keep my eyes open.

  I leaned forward, unable to keep upright anymore. Arms caught me, and my body was pressed against a warm body. Cinnamon.

  "You know. My dad loved cinnamon," I mumbled. The person didn't say anything, and I didn't expect them to. I didn't feel like they would hurt me, but I wished they could reveal who they were.

  "There's not much time, Jewel. They'll find you next."

  Find me? Who's looking for me? Braxton...

  I gave up staying in my male form, my magic wilting. My exhaustion was taking a huge toll and sleeping in my normal form would help. I knew the change was complete when I felt my short locks against my face.

  The sound of the slow heartbeat was soothing, and I began to wonder who this person was. Why was he always in my dreams? What is he warning me about?

  The person exhaled, and I felt my body being lifted up. I was lowered to a flat surface, and it took me a few seconds to open my eyes slightly.

  I still couldn't see their face, but a drop of water fell onto my cheek. "I'm out of time. They're coming for you Jewel. Remember."

  The person's body began to fade into little particles until nothing was left.

  Out of time? They're coming for me? Remember what? Who...who are you?

  "Jewel?"

  I stirred awake, the smell of Irish soap and the light scent of cologne tickled my nose. Braxton. My eyelids lifted and Braxton's worried eyes met mine. He sighed. "You're okay. I thought I'd need to call Logan," he admitted.

  "Why?" I asked before a yawn escaped me.

  "You've been asleep for a while. About two hours to be exact. Any longer and I would have called him before taking you to Savannah," Brax explained

  "I think I just needed a nap," I admitted. I realized Braxton was sitting on the bench and I was resting in his lap.

  "Who were you talking to?" Brax asked.

  I frowned, giving him a confused look. "Talking to? You," I replied, not understanding what he meant.

  "No before. When you called me, you were talking to someone, but I couldn't hear anything." Brax pointed out.

  "Oh...um." I scrunched my face as I tried to recall what happened. "It may have been me sleep talking," I admitted.

  "Are you sure?" Brax asked.

  I nodded before rubbing my eyes. "Must be. Everyone was gone before I called you. I've been having weird dreams lately."

  Braxton helped me stand up, and I stretched my arms out. "My muscles ache," I grumbled.

  "You were sleeping on the bench." Brax brushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

  "I don't remember laying down on the bench. Oh, well."

  "What have you been dreaming about?" Brax asked with a serious look.

  I pondered about it for a bit. "Well, I keep having this dream. It's on the balcony of the tower, kinda like my dreams involving Gabriel. It starts out the same with the person walking towards me like Gabriel once did. However, this person is wearing a cape. I can't tell what kind, sometimes it’s gold, other times it’s red or black. I can never see their face; it’s like a shadow is making it impossible for me to see their identity." I walked back to my locker and began gathering my stuff while I continued.

  "They call me ‘Sweetheart.’ Not in a romantic way, but more like a family member would. They tell me that someone is coming for me and other times they say I know a secret? I don't really understand it, but essentially some bad people are coming for me and time is ticking away. I think the person is a he? Maybe. His voice is a bit monotone so it's not like I can tell who it is. Either way, he doesn't feel like he wants to harm me, but whenever I want to reach out and touch him, I hit some barrier that's strong enough to push me back and then I'm falling off the tower like before. Sometimes I see Lark's silver eyes...those are usually the dreams where I scream awake," I admitted. My hands gripped my blazer as I stared into the locker.

  I took a deep breath and exhaled. "I don't get it Brax. Don't know what I'm supposed to do."

  "I think you'll understand in time. We just have to be cautious and maybe this person will introduce themselves? Just focus on getting enough rest," Brax urged.

  I glanced over my shoulder and gave him a relieved smile. "That sounds like a good plan. That cup of coffee didn't help much."

  "That's because someone probably didn't sleep last night," Brax replied with an accusing look.

  I blushed and turned back to the locker. "Don't know what you're talking about."

  "Mhm," Braxton hummed, and just from the tone of his hum I knew he'd figured we did less sleeping and more lovemaking. I finished putting my clothes in my bag and lowered it to the side of my feet before I closed the door.

  "Jewel."

  "Yes, Brax?" I asked as I put the last lock number in. I felt Brax's warm body press against mine from behind, his hand resting against my locker as his breath tickled my neck.

  "Why?" he whispered, pain lingering in his low voice.

  "Why?" I repeated, staying completely still while my mind tried to think of what he was referring to.

  "You paid for my mom's treatment."

  "How'd you find out?" I asked. I knew Kage hadn't told him because we shared morning class together, and he'd been
so exhausted I urged him to go home and sleep.

  "I went to see my mom at lunch. She had her first session of the new treatment plan, and it's as if she didn't have cancer to begin with. She can walk...before she couldn't even stand. She told me you and Kage dropped by late last night, and you and your family paid for the treatment."

  "Are you mad?" I asked. He didn't say anything, and I closed my eyes, turning to face him before I opened them again. Those lime jewels held so much pain and hurt as the first drops of tears rolled down his cheeks.

  "All my life I had to sacrifice what I wanted. Being the eldest meant I had to grow up fast and constantly make sure Kage and Zane were okay. I took the blame for everything. Always put them first. I didn't want to bother them. It's not their fault that Mom was sick. Or that those fucking bullies spread rumors and got Dad fired. I couldn't burden them," he whispered.

  I hugged him tightly and nodded into his shoulder. "I know."

  "Kage keeps everything inside, and Zane would rather do everything by himself. They don't think things through, and sometimes I worry that with me protecting them they'll never be ready for the real world. But I can't help it. I've done it all my life because I was told to take care of my brothers," Brax confessed.

  "I get it, Brax, and there's nothing wrong with that. They do need to learn about their flaws and acknowledge them, but I think they need to discover that on their own instead of having their amazing brother save them from the pain in case you’re not there to shoulder their fallouts," I explained, leaning back to look up into his eyes.

  "Braxton. You're an amazing brother. One I know many would dream to have in their lives. But you need to live. You can't keep holding yourself back for the sake of your brothers. You're always striving to make everyone happy but yourself. Are you happy with how your life is now, Brax? If today was the last day we'd breathe oxygen, would you have any regrets?" I questioned, gazing deep into his green eyes.

  He bit his lip, and the conflict that flickered in his sad expression told me his answer.

  "You deserve better, Brax. You deserve to put your needs first rather than other people’s. You’ve done everything from taking care of your brothers to protecting Maximus from being bullied. You make sure that if Logan and Nixon miss anything in class, you take notes for them. Then there’s what you do for me. You’re always checking on me and volunteering to help, even at risk to yourself.. I could guarantee that if something happened and one of us had to drop out, you'd be the first to volunteer and take that role. I want you to stop being so selfless and enjoy life the way you want it. You can still be a caring brother, a supportive friend, and a passionate lover. I just want you to make sure you take time for yourself and enjoy life."