The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 108: Getting Some [Bonus]

Ohema stared at Klaus for a whole minute, utterly speechless. She had no idea what to say, her mind racing in every direction. Klaus, meanwhile, watched her smugly, clearly enjoying the power shift. After a moment, he casually lay back down, his head once again resting between her ”mountains.”

”If you come out of your trance, let me know,” Klaus said with a chuckle, closing his eyes as if he hadnʼt a care in the world.

Ohema looked down at the white-haired boy resting on her chest and felt an overwhelming urge to shove him off—just to wipe that smug look off his face. But she held back, her emotions a mess. For some reason, her heart was racing faster than it ever had before.

ʼWhat is happening to me?ʼ

ʼHeʼs just an awakened brat...Not even a Saint yetʼ

ʼWait, who am I kidding? There are plenty of Non-Saints out there doing far worse things.ʼ

ʼBut why do I feel this way? Do I... do I actually like him?ʼ

Her thoughts spiraled, leaving her confused and vulnerable in a way she hadnʼt expected.

ʼThis wasnʼt supposed to go this way.ʼ Ohemaʼs mind raced with confusion. ʼI was the one who should be laughing, not him.ʼ

ʼDid I lead him on?ʼ

Thoughts swirled through her mind so quickly that she didnʼt even notice when Klaus fell asleep. As he turned and rested his face between her ”mountains,” it was clear now that it was intentional. Inside, Klaus was laughing like a maniac.

ʼServes her right,ʼ he thought with a smug grin. ʼBut this works out well. I wonʼt have to do much now. If I play my cards well, I might get someʼ

As Klaus lay there, seemingly content, Ohemaʼs heart raced, conflicted between frustration and something she couldnʼt quite place.

ʼIʼve fallen for this brat. How strange,ʼ Ohema concluded, though she wasnʼt ready to accept it just yet. Just as she was grappling with her feelings, Klaus shifted, resting the side of his face against her ”mountains.” As he adjusted, his body inadvertently pressed against her thigh, his bulge now resting there.

Ohemaʼs body stiffened immediately. ”Oh, come on, itʼs not like you havenʼt seen or touched it before,” Klaus said, feeling her reaction.

”That was different. I was just dressing you,” Ohema retorted.

”Donʼt worry. This body is all yours now. No need to be shy,” Klaus said with a mischievous grin.

”Put on some clothes,” Ohema demanded.

”Nope. Iʼm perfectly okay this way,” Klaus replied, smirking as he settled back comfortably.

”You—” Ohema began, struggling to find her words.

”What is it? Do you want me to stop?” Klaus asked, his tone playful yet sincere.

”No... I mean, yes,” Ohema stammered, but Klaus simply smirked and settled back into his position.

”You know, Ohema, Iʼm really happy right now. I thought I was going to die today. So thank you. And after today, if you donʼt want to see me again, I wonʼt be mad. But... can I stay like this for a while?” Klaus asked, his voice softening.

Ohema felt a pang in her heart as she listened. She had seen Klausʼs tribulation from start to finish and knew just how close he had come to the end. Hearing him express such vulnerability made her own heartache. Tears began to fall down her cheeks without her realizing it.

She remembered the moment when the fire raged around Klaus. She didnʼt know what he had been thinking, but she had seen the smile on his face despite everything.

”Klaus,” Ohema started again, but her voice faltered.

”Itʼs alright,” Klaus said gently, wiping her tears away. ”Iʼm glad youʼre here with me now.” He then reached for his phone to call his mother.

”Iʼve already called her. I told her Iʼm with you and that youʼll come back tomorrow,” Ohema interjected, stopping him from dialing.

”Uh, how did you get her number?” Klaus asked, looking at her curiously.

”I called your assistant and got it from her,” Ohema replied with a smile.

”You see, I made the right choice. Thoughtful and cute—youʼll make a great wife,” Klaus said, leaning in to kiss her again. Ohema blinked, taken aback and unsure of how to respond.

”So, wife, do you want us to continue what we started, or should we put a pin in it for now?” Klaus asked with a mischievous smile.

”Whoʼs your wife? Keep dreaming,” Ohema retorted, though a smile tugged at her lips.

Klaus chuckled at Ohemaʼs playful denial but noticed the soft smile she couldnʼt quite hide. He settled back comfortably, making himself at ease between her and the soft surface beneath him.

”Alright, alright,” Klaus said, still grinning. ”Iʼll give you a break for now. But donʼt think Iʼm letting you off the hook that easily.”

Ohema rolled her eyes, though her smile remained. ”Youʼre impossible, you know that?”

”And youʼre incredibly patient,” Klaus replied, his tone softening. ”I guess we balance each other out.”

There was a brief moment of comfortable silence between them. Ohema glanced at Klaus, her thoughts still swirling with the earlier chaos and the unexpected tenderness of their shared moment. She found herself wrestling with the conflict between her feelings and the playful banter they had been sharing.

”So, whatʼs the plan now?” Ohema asked, breaking the silence. ”Do we just stay like this, or is there something else you want to do?”

”As soon as that calms down, Iʼll dress up, and we can leave this forest,” Klaus said, gesturing to his dragon. Ohemaʼs gaze followed his hand, but she immediately blushed when she saw the hardened dragon.

”What, want to help me out?” Klaus teased with a mischievous grin.

”In your dreams,” Ohema shot back without hesitation.

”Donʼt be like that, wife; your husband needs you,” Klaus said, putting on his most endearing puppy face. Now that he had reached the Master stage, his presence was even more captivating. His golden eyes seemed to shine with an almost irresistible allure.

Ohema found herself lost in those eyes, her resolve crumbling under their intense gaze. Look away, look away, she repeated to herself, but somehow, she couldnʼt pull her eyes from him.

Klaus noticed her struggle and let out a soft, knowing chuckle. ”Looks like youʼre having a hard time resisting,” he said gently.

Ohema tried to regain her composure, clearing her throat. ”Stop teasing me. You know this isnʼt fair.”

”Fair?” Klaus questioned, raising an eyebrow. ”Lifeʼs not always fair, but I like to think we can have a little fun with it.”

Ohema sighed, her blush deepening. ”Alright, alright. But just so you know, this doesnʼt mean youʼve won me over entirely.”

”Winning you over is a work in progress,” Klaus smirked. ”But for now, Iʼm happy with this little victory.”

Klaus beamed with a victorious grin, clearly pleased by the turn of events. Ohema, having made her promise, had no choice but to follow through. She reached toward his shorts, her face a mild embarrassment.

Klaus, feeling the shift in the atmosphere, took a deep breath, preparing himself for the moment. His golden eyes sparkled with a blend of anticipation and playfulness.

As Ohemaʼs hand made contact, Klaus felt a rush of adrenaline. This was a step into a different world, a big boysʼ game he had never quite imagined himself in before.

Ohemaʼs fingers were surprisingly gentle, and despite her initial reluctance, she handled the situation with a surprising amount of care and professionalism.

Klaus couldnʼt help but chuckle softly, breaking the tension. ”Well, this is definitely a new experience.”

Ohema shot him a look, her cheeks flushed. ”Donʼt get too comfortable. This doesnʼt mean youʼve won me over completely.”

”Winning you over might take some time,” Klaus said, still smiling. ”But for now, Iʼm enjoying the ride.”

And just like that, Klaus took the first step toward the big boysʼ game.

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”So, whatʼs next?” Ohema asked, glancing away from Klaus.

Klaus, now dressed in black trousers and an oversized brown t-shirt, smirked as he watched her antics. ”Weʼre heading home to see the mother-in-law,” he said, taking her hand. They began to walk away from the cave where they had been.

After the tribulation, Ohema took Klaus to a cave to rest. Surprisingly, even in his sleep, Klaus had clung to her, which explained the awkwardness when he woke up.

As they made their way to the outer section, the shuttle was just about to depart. They boarded it, and soon enough, they were back at the border. Kofi was waiting for Klaus with the car.

Klaus had called him during their journey back to the border. When Kofi saw Ohema, he was taken aback. He seemed to recognize her but couldnʼt quite place her. The guards had the same reaction.

They got into the car and started driving. To Klausʼs surprise, Ohema didnʼt protest about meeting his mother. Given their growing relationship, it felt natural to take this step. Theyʼve already taken a big step in their relationship, so it only felt natural.

Shortly after, they arrived at Klausʼs home.

”Mom, Iʼm home!” Klaus called out as usual.

His mother appeared from the kitchen, her face brightening when she saw him. ”Klaus, youʼre back!” She then noticed Ohema standing beside him. ”You must be Ohema. Iʼve heard so much about you. I must say, youʼre even more beautiful in person.”

Ohema smiled shyly. ”Nice to meet you, Mother-in—” She caught herself, glancing at Klaus. He was grinning, which made her cheeks flush even more. When she looked back at Klausʼs mother, her blush deepened.

”Nice to meet you too,” Klausʼs mother said warmly. Ohema, now blushing like a tomato, moved to hide behind Klaus. Klausʼs smile widened at the sight, and his mother gave him an approving thumbs up.

Clearly, his mother was impressed by how Klaus had managed to charm Ohema. ”Klaus, make her feel at home. Iʼll have dinner ready soon,” she said with a smile.

Klaus nodded and led Ohema away to his room. His mother watched them go, a thoughtful smile on her face.

ʼThis kidʼs got more game than I expected,ʼ she mused to herself before heading back to the kitchen.