AFTER Hero

Hello XX I hope everyone is having a great week despite the craziness in the world.

Your support means everything and it really keeps me motivated to keep going! Please VOTE and COMMENT! Let me know if there's anything I should change or do better!

⚠️ Once again, please don't feel offended if Hero isn't exactly the way you picture - I have to do things different to develop his character and the story! Please understand that!

"Let your dreams be your wings"

PS : I am now posting songs at THE END of each chapter. (let me know what songs you like? Or if there is any that make you think of Hero and Livia)

Anyone have ideas for ship names?? I was thinking HIVIA??

Happy reading . . . I hope you like it 🙂

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Steep cliffs and rocks hug the pond of translucent water. Periodically a ribbon of light would slip through the calm surface. We we're wrapped around a wall of green - all different shades. The uneven carpet of stone was sleek beneath my heels, and with each step I fanned out my arms for balance. Fairy Pool was another world - shaped into a wing with jagged peninsulas, drastic cliffs, waterfalls, and golden bays - I felt like my feet were on Neverland soil or in a realm of mystical beauty and creatures.

"Welcome to my favorite place." Hero's familiar warmth is against my back. I can feel him burning through my thin blouse. He places his chin onto my shoulder and digs his nose into my neck then sets a soft kiss on my pulse.

"It's breathtaking."

"I like it because everything looks so much smaller down below. It's like I'm in my own world. It's peaceful." He speaks low in my ear and I shudder in place with each word of his laced in that hot as hell accent.

The air up here is colder, but bearable. It's the perfect temperature where the breeze is chill against your skin, but every so often you find yourself in a pocket of sunlight that's toasty and melts your bones.

"What are you doing?" His eyes set on me when I start to jab each snap through my yellow blouse. The material glides down my arms and I bundle it up then place it on a rock. He glances to my exposed ivory-lace bra that pinches my breasts together perfectly. With the cool air brushing against my skin, teeny bumps set root all-over and my nipples are already twisting against my cups. He seems to take notice and slides his tongue over his lip.

"I think it's time I face my fear." I shrug, and work the button on my denim pants. "I'm with you at the peak of this glorious private view! I'm jumping." I force a smile. If I think too much, I'll wig out.

"You're crazy." He exclaims, but he's still closely watching me fold the denim down my thighs before kicking it to the side with my toe. Lastly, I set my caramel flats beside my clothes, remove the barrette and tuck it in the heel of my slipper for safe-keeping.

"And? Don't get all hypocrite on me now." I fire back while combing a hand through the hair I set free.

Hero groans and flips his head back, "It's one thing to climb a cliff but jumping off -
He throws a hand out toward the water.

"What? Afraid of a little heights."

"You're one to talk." His eyes are still following down my body on repeat. He looked at me with fire - blazing enough to suck the dew off spring grass. His hands went up to his collar, and he slipped his t-shirt over his head.

"What are you doing?" I ask when he kicks out of his smudged white Adidas.

"You jump, I jump." He pushes the button through his black denim and breaks the zipper free. My heart jerks in my chest at the lovely sound of the metal teeth breaking open to reveal that solid package I wanted to get my hands on. . . And mouth. . . And other parts of me. . .