flawless. five hargreeves

AND I HIT IT, LIKE IT'S ALL MINE
SHOULD'VE PAID THAT WOMAN, MORE MIND

All Mine - Plaza

Finally arriving home later than I'd planned, I called out, "Sil! I'm back!"

He emerged from the stairs, his pajama pants hanging loosely as he rubbed his eyes, clearly not pleased. "Oh, I'm sorry... Did I wake you?" I asked, attempting to cover my guilt with a flirtatious smile as I walked over to him, tracing my hands over his torso.

Silas's expression didn't soften. Instead, his jaw tightened as he looked at me, a mixture of relief and frustration in his eyes. "Seriously, Amora? You're coming home now, and you couldn't even let me know what was going on? I was worried sick."

I sighed, my playful demeanor fading. "It wasn't intentional, Silas. Luther dragged me to this family reunion. It was a complete disaster, and I lost track of time."

He stepped back slightly, shaking his head. "I get that things didn't go as planned, but I was sitting here, wondering if something had happened to you. Why didn't you just come straight home after picking up Ben? I thought that was the plan."

I looked down, feeling a pang of guilt. "I know, I'm sorry. I should have called. It was just... a lot. The whole thing spiraled out of control, and I lost track of time. I did call Ames, so there's that.."

Silas's frustration was palpable, but he softened a little as he stepped closer again. "I understand it was chaotic, but you have to understand, I was worried. When you're late, I need to know you're okay. Can you promise me you'll be more mindful of that?"

I rolled my eyes, a playful smirk tugging at my lips despite my exhaustion. "Yes, Dad."

Silas raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Dad? I've done things to you a dad wouldn't."

My face contorted into a look of mock horror. "Ew, don't make it weird, you weirdo."

He laughed, picking me up effortlessly, causing me to screech with a giggle. "Well, if I'm being weird, it's only because you're keeping me on my toes," he teased, holding me close as I squirmed in his arms.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, still laughing. "Alright, alright. I promise to be less of a hassle from now on."

"Good," he said with a grin. "Now, are you really tired, or is there any energy left for dessert...?" He wiggled his eyebrows, a playful glint in his eye.

I smirked, catching onto his meaning. "Oh, I've got a little energy left for dessert," I replied, leaning in closer, the flirtatious edge to my voice unmistakable.

Silas's grin widened, and he gave a low chuckle. "Well, in that case, let's make the most of it."

I settled onto Silas's lap, feeling the heat of his body through his pajama pants. Our kisses started slow but quickly turned frantic, the urgency between us building. His hands roamed over my back, slipping under my shirt, and I shivered with each touch.

I responded eagerly, my fingers fumbling with the hem of my shirt, trying to get it out of the way. Our lips moved together in a messy dance, both of us breathless and caught up in the moment. Clothes started coming off in a hurried mess—shirts discarded carelessly, pants tugged down.

Just as we were getting lost in the heat of it all, my phone blared loudly on the coffee table. The sudden jarring noise cut through our passionate moment, causing us to pull back abruptly. 

Silas's face, flushed with a mix of desire and annoyance, turned towards me as I reached for the phone. I could feel the awkwardness settling in, the spell broken.