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Felix

She looks so different from how I remembered her. Elora has always been a cute kid, but never in my thousands of years did I except to come home to her.

She's grown up into the prettiest little thing I'd ever seen. Her body is perfect, at least in my eyes. Her round little ass that hides behind the skimpy little skirts she wears, god I've wanted to spank it all day.

Even as she's sleeping on Lucifer, her skirts ridden up, and her white panties are showing. They're cheeky, and show a good amount of her ass. I could easily run my hand up her leg and fix it, but I like the view.

Her face is beautiful, all her baby chub is gone, and replaced with soft cheekbones and a sharp jawline. Her lips are always pouted, and I suddenly understand why Duke always gave her anything she wanted.

I sighed, looking back at the TV. I don't know why I'm suddenly so drawn to her. Even my hand against her skin is driving me insane. She's so warm and soft, I never want to let her out of my grasp.

I want her, but I don't want to feel this way about her. She's almost too perfect, and there's not a doubt in my mind she did it because we left. When she got second, she looked at us for recognition. And I could tell how happy she was that I asked her about school.

She should be proud, I know I am.

I just don't know how to show it. Looking at her, I feel uncomfortable. I have to learn who she is all over again.

It's annoying, watching her walk around like she doesn't know how she makes us feel. Shes always touching someone, earlier it was Dane, then Lucifer. Now it's Lucifer and I. She's clearly comfortable around us, and has no idea how we feel.

Everyone made it clear last night that they think she's hot as Lucifer put it. Dane denies it, but he's always the one who holds out his hand so she can take it. He can't fool me. He just feels guilty.

I feel guilty too, and it keeps coming out in the worst ways. I've hurt her feelings, many times just since I've been back. I don't know how to behave around her. If I show her how I feel she'll run for the hills. I need to have my guard up, or she'll brake it down with one bat of her eyelashes.

She shifted in her sleep, turning on her side. Her face pressed against Lucifers stomach, her whole body fitting between his legs. She's always been so small.

Her legs stayed on my lap, and I continued touching them.

Her movement did not help her skirt situation. Although now her ass is facing the couch, it's completely exposed. So fucking cute. It would look much better with my handprint on it though.

Lucifers too caught up in petting her long hair to notice. He hasn't looked at the TV once in over an hour. He's definitely enjoying himself, which is shocking.

Lucifer isn't a people person, let alone a touchy-feely one. When she was younger, he practically hid from her. She would hug him and he practically recoiled. Now, his arms are wrapped tightly around her as she sleeps.

And I'm not even jealous. How can I want her all for myself, but have no problem with him, or anyone else in my clan watching her the way they do. I can't explain this feeling, but somethings different. And whatever it is, it circulates around her.

Earlier at her track meet, I wanted to kill every slimy teenage boy that even looked in her direction. Why why is it different with my friends, who are much more dangerous than a human boy. Trust?

I felt someone staring, and turned to find Duke eyeing the three of us. He locked eyes with me for a second, before looking back at her. "My mind can't wrap my head around it, how fast she changed. I barely even recognize her," he whispered.

"You left between ages fourteen through seventeen, arguably the most formative years," Dane responded, slipping into his doctor mindset.

Duke gave him a sharp look, "You know that's not what I mean." He looked back at us, "Just look at you two acting soft, who saw it coming?" He studied. Our behavior is unusual.

Quin softly chuckled, "She does have that effect on people," he eyed her adoringly.

I looked around at my friends, watching them look at her the same way I've been. They feel it too. I watched her eyelids move as she dreamed, "I'm glad I'm not the only one," I muttered.

Lucifer finally looked up, his eyes are always calculating, but for the first time

In centuries, he looked relaxed. He eyed the rest of the guys for a few seconds before smirking back down at her, "So we've all been staring at her ass for hours," he concluded bluntly.

I raised my eyebrows, a small laugh escaping my throat. Well, that's one way to put it.

Theo laughed, "Pretty much."

Duke looked annoyed, "Absolutely not," he snapped. "Lucifer watch your tongue," he warned, but he sounded like he's in denial.

Quin patted Dukes shoulder, "Hypocrite," he challenged.

Eugene nodded, "Yeah you've been staring more than anyone else, man. It's okay, it's not like we're going to put you in a corner," he teased.

I smirked, watching Duke shake his head in denial. "It's not okay by any means. I'm done discussing this," he dismissed, obviously flustered from being caught. I can't imagine how hard this is on him, seeing her as a woman. She was his baby, he spoiled her, coddled her, and basically raised her himself.

"Is that why you've been so mean to her, Felix?" Theo started. "Because you have a crush," he accused, catching me off guard.

I narrowed my eyes at him, not in the mood to be analyzed. "I haven't been mean-"

"You made her cry," Quin said lowly.

"You never said hi to her," Dane added.

"You called her annoying," Duke glared at me.

"I know!" I stopped them from saying anything else. Guilt filled me after hearing how mean I've been to the poor girl all day. Have I really been that bad? I know that I've been on edge, but I just said things without thinking. "I made her cry?" I asked.

Quin looked between Duke, Lucifer and I, leaning forward in his seat. "You've been gone for a long time, and Elora's developed OCD. It's usually not a big deal, but she needs things organized and on schedule," he explained. "She shows up twenty minutes early to school, and for her, that's on time. This morning she was late. Then you go and eat her lunch," he gave me a pointed look.

Guilt filled me. How was I supposed to know? She never showed signs of OCD before. I feel horrible for making her cry. I'll never do it again.

Theo nodded, "Yeah, that's a recipe for a meltdown. I doubt you two showing up early helped either," he gave Duke a look, "I'm sure that's why she hasn't really spoken to you. Because she thought she had time to figure out what to say."

Duke shrugged, "Anything. She could say anything to me at this point. I'd rather her yell and scream at me than treat me like a stranger," he vented.

"She cried for months after you left. You've been back for less than a day, give her some time," Dane reasoned.

I looked down at her, remembering how hard that day was on everyone. Duke turned his car around to go back to her, but I reasoned with him and made him go. Hearing her scream after him wasn't easy either, it was heartbreaking.

She did well for herself though. Besides her obvious abandonment issues, and her need to please us, she's self sufficient.

"She'll never have to go through that again," Duke promised. He eyed her sadly for a short while, "She should go to bed, that can't be comfortable," he gestured to Lucifer.

Lucifer slowly looked up and glared at him. He looks livid, just at the thought of her not being in his arms.

Duke is right though, her neck and back will be sore in the morning. I almost feel bad for caring about her. When she was a child I couldn't care less what she did or how she slept. But now that she's older and doesn't need someone to make those decisions for her, I want to.

Her scent is even different from what it used to be. She smells so sweet, and I keep catching myself craving her blood. It's nothing I would ever act on, I would never hurt her. But her blood smells addictive.

I stood up, giving Lucifer a pointed look as I lifted her out of his arms, taking her to bed.

Her small body lazily rested in my arms, her long hair dangling as I walked. Her skin is hot, making my arm tingle where her skin touched it.

I set her down on her bed, covering her body in her thick blanket. She wrapped her arms around her pillow and hugged her face int it, similar to how she was with Lucifer.

Is it possible she feels it too? The warmth, tingles, lust, the need to be around me. If she does, she hides it well. I think my safest bet would be to put some distance between us. Not ignore her- but the less I see her, the easier it will be for me to stay away.