Zodiac Academy: The Big A.S.S. Party

This is so humiliating," Darius growled as Seth rubbed oil over his bare chest, covering his abs so that they gleamed in the midday sun while I tried my best not to laugh my fucking ass off.

"This is the price of success," Caleb disagreed, but I caught him taking photos on his Atlas with the aid of his Vampire speed every time Darius looked away and I was willing to bet that he'd be using them to taunt him with for the rest of time.

One ice palace for a wannabe princess coming up," he said with a deadly look in his dark eyes. "No one fucks with my girl on her birthday."

Hopefully not while your dick is in your hand though," Seth teased as he moved to join the conversation with Caleb beside him. "Because that sounds painful."

"Hilarious," Darius deadpanned.

"Either way, it sounds like we need to make sure your fiancé doesn't make an appearance at your mate's party," Caleb said. He still had icing smeared up his left cheek from his wrestle with Seth. "I'm sure we can come up with a fun way to achieve that."

"I say we dig a big hole and bury her in it," Seth suggested before turning and licking the icing off of Caleb’s cheek which earned him a half-hearted punch to the ribs.

"She's got earth magic too, genius, she'd just escape," I pointed out.

"I never said bury her alive," he said, waggling his eyebrows like an idiot.

"Well that would at least be an end to one of my problems," Darius joked

You do realise I can't even get hard unless I'm thinking about Roxy, right?" Darius growled. "As it stands, I'm officially dating my right hand for the rest of forever while picturing a girl I can't even touch without lightning trying to strike us down."

"I say we dig a big hole and bury her in it," Seth suggested before turning and licking the icing off of Caleb’s cheek which earned him a half-hearted punch to the ribs.

"She's got earth magic too, genius, she'd just escape," I pointed out.

"I never said bury her alive," he said, waggling his eyebrows like an idiot.

"When?" I demanded.

"After graduation," she replied, raising her chin. "It will be a grand ceremony during the summer. A show of power just the same as Darius's marriage to Mildred."

I nodded once, biting my tongue on screaming about how fucked up everything she'd just said was. "So give me that time," I said. "Two years. Two years of you and me to fuck and fight and fall in love and be all the things we won't be able to be once you walk down that aisle. Give me that time to try and convince you that that life isn't what you really want. We don't ever have to talk politics, we don't even have to tell anyone if you don't want to. Just let it be me and you, at least for a little while."

"I..." She stared at me like she desperately wanted to say yes but was afraid of doing so.

"Think about it," I said, biting my tongue on trying to force her hand. "I'll be waiting."

I walked away from her with a weight in my chest and fire in my soul. I was going to convince her to say yes to my proposal. And then I was going to spend those two years making her fall for me so hard that there would be no way in hell that she could ever give me up.

Either that or I was setting myself up to have my heart ripped from my chest and crushed before my eyes.

But she was worth the risk. So I was going to take it.

"My poor boys, the two of you are looking decidedly morose," she cooed.

"Boys?" I lurched upright, wondering how drunk I'd been last night, but it didn't matter, there was no way in hell I'd have let any other Fae join this party. Geraldine Grus was all mine.

"Yes, silly salmon," Geraldine purred as she leaned forward to place a kiss on my lips. "Big Maxy boy and little Maxy boy." She dropped down to kiss my cock next and I growled hungrily for her as she stayed like that with her head in my lap, kissing, licking, driving me fucking insane as I waited to see if she was really going to do what she was dancing around or not

Darius was standing close enough to Tory for them to be sharing body heat without quite touching each other. Instead of watching any of the fireworks, his gaze was fixed on her, this look of longing on his face that made my soul hurt.

Seth had an arm slung around Darcy's shoulders and he was trying to encourage her to howl at the moon while she called him a butt sniffing dog boy and Caleb agreed with her with a roar of laughter

"Oh wow! The moon is really bright tonight!" Caleb's voice carried to me and I found him pointing to something across the room with an exaggerated look of awe on his face.

A wail escaped me as I spotted Seth Capella up on the banquet table with his trousers around his thighs as he waved his naked buttocks at the whole room.

"Truffling trifles!" I screamed, pushing through the crowd as I tried to get close enough to cast his round and muscular rump into stone as promised. My heart was all of a shudder as panic ran through me and as I made it closer, I lifted my hand to take out my fury on his hindquarters. Someone crashed into me, wrapping me in his arms and the music started up again as I found myself being twirled around the room by a pernicious plankton.

"I must avenge my queens, Maxy boy!" I tried to fight my way out of his arms, but he held on tight, chuckling low in his throat and making my grass stalks quiver.

"He's stopped now," he purred and I glanced over at the banquet table to find Seth had indeed put his comely kiester away. "Relax, Gerry."

His words were sinful and twisty turned through me like an eel caught in a net. "Oh, well perhaps a little frolic around the floor for a moment..."

I acted on instinct alone, throwing out my hand and casting an illusion over Seth Capella, turning him into a six foot turnip with beady eyes and a tiny mouth. Then I slapped him across his turnip face and he yelped in surprise.

"What the fuck?" said the turnip and Darcy and Tory burst into hysterics.

"I fucking love you, Geraldine," Tory snorted, clutching her side as Seth's tiny turnip eyes wheeled towards her.

He looked down at himself and saw my illusion, his pouty turnip lips cracking into a grin. "Nice magic, Grus. Doesn't rival an Heir's though." He threw out a hand and I wailed as his magic fell over me, expecting an attack, but instead the trickling coolness of an illusion ran over my flesh. Darcy laughed harder and the sound was music to my ears as I looked down to find the cheeky chihuahua had turned me into a giant buttery bagel.

“Oh butter me right side up, I am quite the baked good, aren’t I?” I joked.

Seth roared a laugh and my sides ached as I chortled along with everyone else. Darcy caught my hand and Seth dispelled the illusion the same moment I removed the one from him.

"Come on, let's go dance," Darcy said with a genuine smile and my heart lifted like a Harpy in an updraft. She grabbed Tory's hand too and Seth bounded ahead of us just as Caleb appeared jogging up the stairs.

"What's going on?" Caleb asked and Seth shoved him into the nearest wall.

"We're racing that's what! Last one to the dance floor has to bare their ass to the whole ASS club!" Seth cried and Caleb barked a laugh as he tore after him with a burst of Vampire speed.