"Do you think?" Elian murmured, standing a safe distance from Lucien under an oak tree as they watched Finn head toward the infirmary.
Lucien shook his head, taking his clove cigarette to his lips. "No."
Elian frowned. "You sound so sure."
"If they had... he would not hesitate." He gestured toward Finn, who now stood in front of the infirmary door, lifting and lowering his hand in an attempt to open the door.
Elian scoffed. "And if I'm right?" He arched his brows. "What am I going to do to you if they haven't fucked each other?"
Lucien's lips curved in a smile as he slowly turned to hold Elian's gaze. "You want to punish me for being wrong?" He questioned.
Elian nodded.
Lucien chuckled lowly. "You chain me to the bed or a tree in the orchard, and do whatever you want to me." Lucien answered very slowly.
Elian paused, eyeing Lucien suggestively. "And if you're right?"
Lucien shrugged. "I'll do the same thing to you." He whispered.
Elian gulped. Now, he wanted to be so wrong.
