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Love's True Path	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Elias gave Richard an odd look. "Um... Richard? Is there's something wrong? Cause you look nervous." He paused, "Are you gonna propose to Aunt Mika?"

"Not right now, Elias." He took a deep breath as he drove along to school. "Elias, we need to have a talk about sex."

"Um... I already know you're having sex with Aunt Mika..." Elias blushed, shifting in the seat, wishing there was a way out of the car.

"Actually, this is about you having sex, not your aunt and I. I know you and Sara are dating."

"Sara and I aren't having sex!" He squeaked. Fuck. Oh fuck. He cursed inwardly.

Richard cringed. "I didn't say you were. I'm just saying that if you do, we want you two to be safe about it."

The teen sat there without saying anything.

Richard let the silence continue.

"You mean, you'd show me how to put a condom on...?" An evil plan formed in his head, "And how to get her off? Cause I hear it's hard to do with girls-"

"NO!" Richard said. "All I'm saying is that if two decide to have sex, don't get her pregnant!" He was shaking. God, the boy was evil.

"Well, how do I do that? Mark said you just pulled out.... before you come, and stuff..."

"Dear God, don't listen to Mark. That is the fastest way to get a girl pregnant. Always, and I mean ALWAYS, use a condom. Do not pull that pull out shit. It doesn't work. Even if the girl is on birth control, you can still get her pregnant. Then there are STD’s."

"Oh... like AIDS? And Herpes? Is it true that a cold sore is a type of the herpes virus?" Elias looked at Richard, noting of uncomfortable he was.

"Yes, it is. And trust me you don't want an STD. My brothers were cads and got some nasty stuff."

"You don't have any... do you?" Elias frowned, “Cause I don’t want my aunt to be all... icky. I mean, it’s weird enough that she lost *it* to you anyway, right after meeting you...”

"First of all, I don't sleep around. Secondly, weres can't get STD’s or anything like that." He told him. "And what your aunt does is none of your business."

"And that's where you're wrong." Scowling at the professor, Elias said, "Aunt Mika is my business- not the sex stuff, but what she does affects Rissa and I- and what we do affects her. And she might get hurt. And that's not cool. She doesn't know how men think."

"And you don't understand, Elias. You're so ready to judge me and lump me together with your ideals of men. Not all guys are on the prowl for sex."

The teenager gave Richard a look. "I'm not saying you just want her for sex. But honestly, guys think about sex like every five seconds or something, and I tend to believe it, as I know it's true for myself. You just need to be careful with her. Aunt Mika's... strong, but... there are things that hurt her- like she always wanted a wedding and flowers and kids... and she tried to act like it didn't hurt her, but she was mega depressed when we first went to live with her, and not just 'cause of Mom and Dad. She'd just realized what being a were would do to her dream of kids... so... yeah." Elias shrugged.

"As you get older sex doesn't control you as much. Right now your hormones are raging." Richard parked the car. "If I could give your aunt what she wanted I would. I want to make her happy. Listen, Elias, I'm doing the best I can."

"Just... don't make her cry again, alright?" He sighed. "It mega sucks, and Rissa gets all weird and scared, like she first did when Mom and Dad died." Elias looked at his teacher. "But... if it helps... I think you'd be a pretty cool uncle."

"When did she cry?" Richard asked, suddenly worried.

"This morning. Rissa said she tried to act like she wasn't, but..." He shrugged, "Her eyes get all red, and her face blotchy, so Rissa knew she lied. And then she told me about it when Aunt Mika was making breakfast."

Richard felt awful now. He hit his head on the steering wheel. "What would you get your aunt if you royally screwed up and wanted to say sorry?"

"Depends. How'd you screw up?"

"I mentioned something about kids without thinking that she can't have any."

"Wow. You really know how to screw up." Elias rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Well... how about a romantic dinner and night alone? You know- sappy music, food, clean house, chocolate dessert, jewelry and flowers?"

"I know I did, Elias." He heard the bell ring. "Good idea. I'll start on planning that. Now, off to school."

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Elias walked nervously to the front of the school, where he saw Sara laughing with her friends. God, she was so pretty... with her hair in its braid like it always was- the prettiest light brown he'd ever seen. And her blue eyes, not that he could see them right now.

Walking up to her, he struggled not to blush. "Hey, Sara."

The girl turned to face him. "Hi, Elias." She smiled at him. "How are you?"

"I'm great." He grinned at her. "How're you? Was the bus ride bad this morning?"

"I'm good. And the bus ride was ok." She waved goodbye to her friends as they headed off to class.

Oh, he wanted to kiss her... Elias licked his lips. "We should head for class..."

She nodded. "Yeah." She headed off to first period. "Did you do your science homework?"

"Yeah. Sorta have to what with my aunt dating the teacher." Elias grinned, reaching over and taking her hand.

She smiled at him, squeezing his hand. "I bet that gets interesting."

"Oh yeah. Just thrilling." He rolled his eyes. "It's only a matter of time till he moves in now... but Richard's cool."

"Mr. Zeeman seems like he would be a cool guy. Well I'm off to English." She kissed his cheek and headed off to class.

Elias grinned, feeling his cheeks flush- along with a rush of arousal. Damn.

Sara unlocked the front door of the house. "It's kind of messy because dad never cleans." She laughed. Elias was so cute. At first she thought he was a jerk, but then he had apologized and bought her flowers.

"Eh, don't worry about it. You should see my bedroom." He smiled as they stepped inside. "Where should I put our bags?" He motioned to the backpacks in his arms.

"Um, you can just leave them by the front door." She knew her little, rundown house wasn't the greatest, but it was hers and her dads. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Water would be great." Elias stepped forward, cupping her face. "Sara?"

She blushed. "Yes?"

His thumbs stroked the soft skin of her cheeks. "Don't be self conscious about this house. It's small, yeah, but I don't care. It's perfect cause it's yours. It looks like a home. 'Kay?"

"Ok." She said softly. She headed into the kitchen. Her heart was pounding. God, Elias could make her feel so special. She got them some water and headed back into the livingroom.

"Thanks." He grinned, sitting on the worn over stuffed couch. "Wow, this is comfy. Better than my bed." Elias bounced a second like a little kid before taking the water.

She laughed. "It's almost as comfortable as my bed." She sat down next to him.

Elias sipped his water, then sat it on the coffee table, unsure now. "So... do I have to worry about your dad coming in here and getting angry with me for liking his daughter?

"My dad isn't even in town. He's away on business." She propped her feet up on the coffee table.

"So... you're here by yourself?" He asked unsurely.

She nodded. "Yep. He'll be back tomorrow."

"That's cool. I don't think I could deal with my aunt being gone like that. Probably would have to watch Rissa and stuff..." He shifted closer, touching her hair without realizing he'd moved.

"I've gotten used to it." She shrugged. "And I'm an only child so I don't have to worry about siblings." She wondered if he could hear her heart because it was pounding in her chest.

"Yeah... Sara?"

"Hmm?" She looked at him.

"Can I kiss you?" He flushed slightly, meeting her gaze.

She blushed. "S-sure." Oh God, he was going to kiss her!

"Just... tell me if you want me to stop, alright?" Elias leaned down, gently brushing his lips over hers.

Stop? She couldn't even form words, let alone tell him to stop. Her insides turned into molten lava. All of this because Elias had kissed her.

He cupped her face, his lips gently molding hers. She smelled so sweet... felt so good. Fuck. He had a hard on! Please, God, don't let her see...

Her hand brushed across his crotch as she kissed him back. She managed to blush even more.

Elias jerked back from her, blushing violently. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

"It's ok." She licked her lips.

He swallowed. "You're just so... perfect. I can't help it. It happens all the time, whenever you're near..."

"I know. I noticed before." She had to adjust the way she was sitting. "You do the same thing to me."

"You're kidding?" His eyes widened as he watched her. "I do?"

She blushed again as she nodded. "Yeah."

"That's really cool... I mean, I didn't think I could do that... or that I could affect you that way."

She laughed. "Yeah, you definitely can affect me that way."

"It's just it's not obvious when a girl is... you sorta don't have a choice but to know that guys are enjoying themselves, ya know?”

She smiled. "Yeah, I know. It's kind of hard to miss when a guy is enjoying it."

"Hard, huh?" Elias laughed softly.

She snickered. "Bad pun, I know."

He shook his head. "It's true though, unless the guy's like micro-dick or something."

"Yeah, which you obviously aren't." Oh, God she couldn't believe that she had just said that.

Elias swallowed. Fuck. She was talking about his dick. Oh God. "Yeah..." He remembered her hand brushing it while they were kissing and bit his lip, hard.

She gripped her knees with her hands. She grabbed her water and took a drink.

He leaned forward, taking her water from her and setting it on the table. "Sara... will you kiss me?”

Sara leaned forward and brushed her lips across his.

He made a soft noise in the back of his throat as he kissed her back, shifting closer.

She rested her hand on his hip as she kissed him.

Sliding his tongue along her lower lip, he rested his hand on her waist.

She moaned softly, sliding her tongue into his mouth.

Elias met her tongue with his, gently exploring each other's mouths, his fingers softly caressing her waist.

Sara leaned against him, her breasts rubbing across his chest.

He pulled her closer so their bodies pushed together. Fuck. She felt so good... softly his hand began rubbing in slow circles, edging up her stomach ever so slowly.

She relaxed under his gentle rubbing. Her temperature began to rise the longer that they made out.

His thumb brushed over the bottom of her breast as he broke the kiss, kissing her neck. "Mmmm."

She moved so he had better access to her neck.

He sucked gently at her pulse, making a soft noise. "You taste so sweet, Sara..." His entire palm was now resting against the bottom of her breast. God, he wanted to touch her...

Sara moaned softly. God, it felt to good to have him touch her. She wished he would move his hand up just a bit...

"Tell me to stop if you want... but can I...?" His hand raised, hovering over her breast.

"I don't want you to stop." Sara told him, blushing slightly.

Slowly, he cupped her breast, massaging gently, his thumb circling her nipple, which he felt press hard into his palm.

She pressed her body against his, brushing against his hard member. She groaned as his phone rang.

He cursed, pulling back. "What?!" He growled into the phone.

"Elias Darien O'Sullivan, you watch your tone! Where are you?!" Mika snapped, her tone worried.

"Aunt Mika!"

"Yes, that's who you're talking to. Where are you, young man?"

"Um... Sara's..."

Sara pulled back, hiding her laughter.

"That little girl you were kissing at school?"

"How'd you hear about that?!"

"Richard."

"Figures." Elias sighed.

Sara took a sip of water, trying to calm herself.

"Elias, where does she live? I want you home." Mika sighed, rubbing her temples.

"A few miles away..." Elias swallowed.

"Alright. Am I coming to get you, or are her parents dropping you off?"

Sara looked at him. She couldn't help him out of this hole.

"Um. Her dad isn't-"

"Are you telling me that you're there alone?" Her tone was low, and utterly calm. Fuck. He was in trouble.

"Um... yeah."

"I'm coming to get you now. What is her address?"

Sara blushed furiously. God, his aunt must think she was a harlot or something.

Elias blushed as he gave it.

"When is her father getting back?"

Sara gripped her knees.

"Umm... Tomorrow."

Mika frowned. "Is she staying there alone?"

She paused. "Give her the phone."

"Aunt Mika-"

"Give it to her."

Sara took the phone from him, eyes wide in panic. "H-hello?"

"Hi, hun, this is Mika. I'm Elias' aunt..."

"Hello, Mika." She shifted uncomfortably.

"I don't bite, sweetie." Mika sighed. "What are you eating for dinner?"

"I'm making some pasta for dinner."

"Well, why don't you come over for dinner? I'm making chicken."

She smiled. "That sounds great."

"Alright. I'll be there in a few minutes. Do me a favor and tell Elias he is cleaning his room and doing homework tonight." Mika smiled.

Elias fidgeted, biting his lip.

"See you soon." She passed the phone to Elias and told him what his aunt had said.

"I'll be there shortly, Elias. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye..."

"Bye." Mika hung up.

She smiled at him. "That went well."

"Yeah." He groaned, falling back against the couch.

She laughed. "Well we do have a bit before she gets here..."

Elias quirked a brow at her. "Well... being that you let me play... what would you like to do?"

"I didn't really have anything in mind."

"Anything you want?"

She shook her head. "Anything you want?

He reached over, tugging her so that she sat in his lap. "Kiss me?"

She laughed and kissed him

Mika shook her head at Richard as he drove to Sara's. Rissa was at a friend's but would be home just in time for dinner in an hour. "Are you sure you talked to him this morning? Maybe I should show him how to put on a condom... or talk to him about masturbation and alternatives to sex..."

Richard cringed, remember that Elias had asked him about condoms. "Yes, I talked to him. Just because they're alone doesn't mean they're having sex."

"Richard, research has proven that if you leave teenagers alone for more than three hours, they will have sex!"

"School got out an hour ago. With bus and walking they've probably been alone for twenty minutes."

She sighed. "Sex doesn't take that long, Richard."

"Listen, Mika, just because they're alone doesn't mean anything. At some point you have to trust, Elias."

She looked out the window, chewing at her cheek.

He had faced this same problem with his mother so he knew how Elias would feel if Mika didn't trust him.

"It's not that I don't trust him. I'm just scared for him." Mika said quietly as he parked the car before climbing out and going up to the door to knock.

"Scared? Why?" Richard asked her.

"Sex is a big deal, Richard. I trust him, but sometimes it's hard to think in the heat of the moment, or as a teen in general, what with everything else going on." She heard footsteps heading towards the door.

"I know that, Mika, but in the end it's up to them." He sighed as Sara opened the door. "Hello, Mika, Mr. Zeeman."

"Hello, Sara."

"Hey, Sara, Elias. You guys ready?" Mika hugged herself, and Elias shot a look at Richard, frowning.

Richard returned the look. "Yes." Sara said softly as she locked the front door.

"Don't worry about being shy, hun." Mika smiled. "Honestly, I don't bite. I'm pretty nice."

"She is. Promise." Elias added.

"Ok." The girl said softly. She was still nervous being around Mika and her teacher.

Mika reached over, poking the girl. "If I act like a monkey, will it scare you or help you relax?"

She actually jumped when Mika touched her. "I don't know." She said shakily.

"Sweetie..." Mika smiled at the young girl. "I'm a bit weird and crazy, after all, I'm a psychologist, but I'm not going to hurt you. And I'm not going to yell at you or anything for being with Elias. That'd be silly. I'm sure living in today's world, you guys know the risks and stuff, and you seem like a darling... so... yeah." She paused. "And there goes my making a good impression on you..." She glanced at her nephew. "I'm becoming the guardian we all hated- the one who embarrasses her kid, aren't I?"

Elias grinned shaking his head. "It's okay, Aunt Mika."

Sara smiled a bit. Richard patted the girl on the back. "I promise she's nice." They all got into the car and headed back to Mika's house.

Elias looked at Sara. "Scared off yet?" He asked as they sat in the backseat.

She shook her head, but stayed quiet.

He reached over, taking her hand.

She smiled at him, squeezing his hand.

"Do you have any food allergies, hun? I don't want you to get sick off of something I cook..." Mika looked into the backseat, smiling at them.

"None that I know off." Sara told her.

"Alright. Anything you hate? I can change the menu if you don't like something." Mika pushed her glasses up, fighting back a yawn.

"Anything you make will be great." She smiled at her.

Elias nodded. "She's a good cook."

Mika smiled. "Thanks hun."

Richard pulled into the driveway. "Ok we have a bit before dinner." He looked at the teens. "Try not to get into trouble."

"Yes, Sir." Elias rolled his eyes as he climbed out of the car, taking Sara's hand.

Sara followed him as he led her upstairs.

Mika shook her head, smiling. Sara was sweet, and shy it seemed. Unwrapping the chicken that had been thawing on the counter, she rinsed it and began trimming the fat from it.

Richard sat down in a chair. "How can I help?" He asked.

"Um, we need a vegetable. You can pick one if you'd like."

Richard kissed her and opened the fridge.

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Author’s note- Yes, this is an odd break, thus you get two chapters uploaded at once. Otherwise it’d be 26 pages long.
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