Hellbound Heart



a/n: This mass release is dedicated to @MonsterUnderTheBed! Thank you so much for the supergift Mich!

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With a soft towel wrapped snugly around her, Alicia stepped out of the bathroom when she suddenly halted at the sight that welcomed her. There he stood against the closed bedroom door, her one and only Ezekiel. The mere sight of him made her breath hitch, his gaze smoldering with desire, sending a shockwave through her body, causing her heart to race as an overwhelming surge of yearning coursed through her veins. In that moment, it was as if time suddenly stood still.

Zeke's expression had transformed into one of raw desire, so intense that his eyes were practically brimming with devouring hunger. Everything about him right now was such a stark contrast to the composed and calm presence he had been displaying just several minutes ago. Alicia's chest rose and fell with each deep breath, her body responding instinctively to his presence. Though they were still several feet apart, the magnetic pull between them was simply inexplicable. It was as if not just their bodies were desperately longing to be one, but their souls as well.

As she looked at him, every fiber of Alicia's being yearned for his touch, his kiss, and his intoxicating warmth. But she fought the urge to rush into his arms. She just stood there, her body vibrating with anticipation, awaiting his cue. Zeke's hands clenched at his sides, his desire evident in every line of his body, yet he didn't make any move. The air crackled with tension as he finally spoke, his voice filled with need and longing. "I need you," he whispered.

And in an instant, Alicia's resolve crumbled. The yearning in her heart became unbearable, and she closed the distance between them with slow steps. Without hesitation, she threw herself into his arms. Zeke's strong arms wrapped around her, drawing her closer as their bodies molded together in a perfect fit. And then their lips collided in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire that had long smoldered within them.

"Alicia," Zeke uttered her name against her mouth. The roughness of his voice, the rasp of it, was warm and luxurious, making her core tighten in response, sending a delicious ache spreading through her body. "Finally holding you like this... kissing you like this feels like I'm dreaming again..."

"Were you dreaming of me while you were in the underworld?" she whispered back with a ragged voice, cupping his face.

He smiled. "You don't have any idea, Alicia. I dream of you every time I sleep. Sometimes I purposely tire myself out just to see your face."

Alicia's heart welled and constricted at the same time. "You're having a hard time sleeping there?" she asked, her voice now weakened.

"Demons don't sleep, and my body doesn't really need it. I can only fall asleep after a long battle, after I tire myself to my limits," he explained. "Huge battles and chaos were both a curse and a blessing for me down there because it's the only way I can see your face again."

She caught her lip between her teeth, her eyes glassy with tears. "You cannot... see me... imagine my face except when you're asleep and dreaming?"

"At first, I could... I would look at my ring and see your face, but as time went on, I suddenly became unable to even imagine anyone's face. I have not forgotten. I remember everything, but I can't visualize anyone's face," he trailed off, pressing his forehead against hers. "I was wrecked the moment I realized this. I thought I was also doomed to forget your face. That day, I fought until my entire being was numb, and for the first time, I fell asleep. When I saw you in my dream..." he licked the corner of his lips, smiling helplessly. "I was so..."

He took a deep breath, and Alicia's tears flowed silently over her cheek. She tried not to cry, she tried her very best, but she couldn't help it. Right now, her heart was also wrecked. She never even imagined that he had gone through something like that. She knew his life in that world was definitely dark and chaotic, but to think that he had to experience something like that too... it was just... she couldn't even say a word but just hold him tight.

"Shh... don't cry," he said, and when Alicia heard regret in his voice, she wiped her tears and stared up at him again.

"I love you, Ezekiel," she replied. She didn't know why those words came out of her lips, but perhaps it was because these words were all she knew in that moment.

Zeke's eyes dilated, and all of a sudden, his mouth was on hers again, devouring her almost desperately. Each deep lick and exploration of his tongue conveyed his unbridled passion, leaving her breathless and craving for more, awakening a primal desire that had long been dormant within her.

"Alicia," he moaned her name against her mouth, his hands delving into her damp hair. The tremor in his touch mirrored the intensity of his need, and she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the depth of his desire and longing.

"Fuck... I need you so much... miss you too much... it's killing me," he rasped. Every syllable he uttered reverberated through her.

But he didn't give her any chance to respond as his mouth once again devoured hers. And all Alicia could do was incoherently moan to him just how much she missed him too... just how much she loved him.

Her whimper of pleasure mingled with his own groan as their mouths danced together in a symphony of utter desire. Her fingers, entangled in his silky black mane, held onto him desperately, as if she was afraid he would pull away from her.

With a growing hunger, her hand then slipped beneath his shirt, seeking the warmth and solidity of his body. As her fingertips glided over his taut, chiseled muscles, she was intoxicated by the mere sensation and allure of his physical form. Every ridge and contour beneath her touch was a seductive work of art. Dear lord... she had waited for so long for this... to touch him again like this...