582 You are Suppose to be Sleeping

Soon after The General and his wife sat down next to their son, Kyera slipped out of the room. Before she made it seven steps down the hallway Kendrick caught her arm and turned her back to him. He laid his palm against her bruised cheek, his masculine hand more than covering the angry red skin of the bruises beginning to form. It was gone in seconds.

"You were supposed to be in bed, Princess." He reminded her, his tone sharp and full of accusation. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear before cupping her face in both hands and making her look directly at him. "I am not above tying you up like one of your little meat parcels and stuff your bed with you and add another layer of rope." He warned her with an expression that told her he was completely serious. He was a worried elder brother. There were very few things he wouldn't do for his Sister.

"You won't have to do that, Brother." Clovis spoke from behind them. Kyera turned to see a rather annoyed looking husband behind her. For some reason, she got a feeling she was in trouble. Perhaps it was the folded arms and leaned back posture, or maybe it was the annoyed beyond belief expression on his face. Perhaps it was just the guilt of sneaking out on nap time. She wasn't sure, but she knew she was in trouble all the same.

"Hey love… I was just headed back to bed." Kyera told him with her most soothing voice. She melted and became all charm and love, and yet he didn't budge even as she leaned into his chest as if asking to snuggle. He looked down at her, his expression clearly saying 'we both know better than that' she bit her lip. She changed tactics and sighed deeply, yawning and shaking her head as if trying to shake off sleep, her eyelids lowered as if she was barely awake. "I overdid it baby and I am exhausted… hold me?" She asks softly. He tried to resist that soft voice and promise of kisses that tone promised if he complied… and he failed.

One arm at her shoulders, the other swept her legs out from under her. "I will make sure you stay in bed this time." Clovis warned her and sauntered off in the direction of the bedroom. Their physical training had put more than enough muscle on him to carry her, baby and all.

Behind them in the hallway, stood her brother. He stood staring after them with a blank expression. Slowly he showed traces of confusion as he wondered what kind of sweetness he had just experienced. It was like he had eaten way too many sweet stars and now he had a stomach ache. Was that sweet, adorable husband taming wifey his amazingly fiery, rambunctious, and rebellious little sister? She was. He knew she was, but at the same time… it was hard to believe. He took a moment and pulled the memory placing it in an orb before hurling the orb until the air. A shadow fox nabbed it out of the air and dashed off.

Clovis however, had just reached his rooms and set his pretty passenger down on the bed. Before she even had a chance to get comfy, he attacked. she found herself defenseless as he wrapped her in his arms and pulled her snug to his chest, one leg over her legs and her head rested on his shoulder. There was no discussion; there was no chance to move. She was trapped.

"Clovis dar…" she began

"Sleep. Now. No more talking." He demanded closing his own eyes stubbornly.

She tried to wiggle and he loosened his grasp just enough for her to settle in but then, he tightened again. "Clov…" at which point his mouth covered hers, silencing any response she might have wanted to make. 

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"Sleep." He said again as his hand under her head began massaging her scalp. He knew her and those delicious little shivers and the purring noise that escaped her were clues… a road map to making her pass out in his arms. Soon she succumbed to sleep, and he smiled. "Good… I love you." He whispered against her hair, kissing the soft strands.