His Eyes Dilate When He Looks At Me の小説・ストーリー

Will he turn violent, or will he just keep talking to the flower vases? In the next moment, he turned with a swift motion, as if he were in sync with his thoughts. I could swear he heard what I was just thinking. My eyes widened with fear as he locked his gaze onto mine. For a brief moment, my lips parted into a grin, but it quickly faded into a haunted expression, my pupils dilating as he spoke.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes darkened, his jaw ticking with irritation, and his pupils dilated. The dilation of his pupils stirred up an alarm within me, causing me to rake my eyes down my body through the mirror—my eyes widened even more. I was barely clothed. “You knew?” I seethed, turning around to face him, my head held high, and my shoulders squared. My eyes filled with courage and stubbornness, stared right into his orbs. I took a step forward, and Ghost mirrored me, taking a step forward with each step I took forward. Steps were taken from both sides until we were at a close proximity in the middle of the room.

With the biggest grin on my face, I moved over to him, intending to sneak up on him, only for me to freeze when I heard the soft pants leaving his lips. Heart sinking, I hurried over to him, my eyes going wide when I saw that he was sweating buckets, his eyes slipping closed no matter how hard he fought to keep them open. Astonished, I placed a hand on his forehead, flinching when I felt the scalding heat radiating off him. Just then, his eyelids fluttered open. I let out a gasp when I saw the golden rings surrounding his irises. His pupils were dilated, and his scent seemed to have been amplified.

SOPHIA "Can you give me that?" By the goddess, I could swear that every hair on the surface of my skin - every part of my skin - stood at attention at his singular command. My throat ran dry almost immediately, and I was doing quite a sour job at dampening it with my saliva. He held my gaze in his while his hands dropped from my cheeks to the sides of my neck. Soon, his eyes found a better focus and his pupils dilated ever so slowly. I caught the change because I was so focused on him as well.

He turn his face to me. "...but things got change when I first saw you. You have glow in your eyes which I never seen in anyone's eyes. I remember clearly, my heart beat was increased whenever you looked at me, I was so closed to freak out." I said with a soft chuckle. I still feel his gaze on me.

Encouraging. I hover over his mouth, looking down to see his face, his eyes are dilated and darkened, he looks up at me, waiting. I am so open, so vulnerable, I want to back away. Close off and stop this madness but I think I am too far in already. There is no going back now. And besides, I really do want this.

I breathed without meaning to. He stopped mid-step. His eyes shifted to me. And the glow vanished instantly. “What?” he asked. His voice was normal. His eyes looked normal. Completely normal. I blinked rapidly. Was I losing my mind? “What is wrong?” he asked again, stepping closer to the couch. “Why are you looking at me like that? Are you in pain?” I swallowed. My first instinct was to tell him. To say, Your eyes are glowing. But how would that even sound?

But here, in the real world, I could barely breathe, let alone hold his gaze. My cheeks stayed flushed, my hands fumbling with my laptop cord. I dropped my books on the desk with a thud, louder than I meant, and lifted my head. Our eyes met, his blue ones piercing right through me. He raised an eyebrow, slowly and deliberately, his gaze narrowing just a bit.

My heart pounds loudly in my head, nearly deafening. There’s an intense stare down between us, and when my eyes scan his body they can’t help but drop to his cock. I see it bulging in his pants and it's then I know that it's definitely not just me. When I finally will myself to look back at his face, his eyes are focused on my dick.

I hate that my eyes won't look away. I should look somewhere else, but I can't. My eyes are wide open, staring at him like I'm trapped in a dream that's too real. My heart beats so fast I think it might break my ribs. He chuckles softly, the sound deep and low, and it makes the air around me thicker.