Skin hot, breaths erratic, hungry for each other. His hands entangled her hair, pushing and pressing her close to his body. His body trapped her completely. Her hands itching at his fabrics, tearing them from his body. Dark grey eyes meeting honey, lips latching and tongues intertwining. His firm grip moved to her bodice, completely ripping it open. The tension was thick and messy, but oh so beautiful. His lips moved to her neck and his hand brushed the bulge of her breast, teasing and testing. The minx underneath him had the audacity to giggle devilishly in his ear. Instantly, his hand reached her neck and he pulled her lips to his forcibly. Her shriek of surprise was enough of a reason for him to smirk into her mouth and bite down on her lip, pulling and sucking. Her arms enveloped his neck and pressed their chests together, their panting breaths moving together as their bodies did.
Her skin was searing as his touches became more intense. His tongue met with hers and his hand was fully cupping her breast and his other hand, holding her still against the wall, his leg between her own. The two were completely engrossed with each other, tuning out everything that surrounded them. The quietness of the night just seemed so loud. Their hearts are as intertwined as their bodies. Time itself stopped for these two. Or at least it seemed that way.
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The sunlight dripped through the curtains and a woman groaned in protest. Her body ached and she stretched uncomfortably. She felt a tight grip on her waist and soft breaths against the nape of her neck. She tilted her head up and just stared at the man in front of her for a moment. She hummed for a second and removed herself carefully from his grip and he rustled underneath the blankets. As she stood, her body protested but she pushed herself to grab a silk robe. Her feet groggily carried her to the door and she turned the golden knob and grabbed the attention of a knight.
"Could you please request a maid and tell her we're going to be staying in the bedroom for breakfast? Please tell her to fetch some water as well," Her voice was a little hoarse, but still a soft tone. She smiled and nodded her thanks as she saw him rush to tell the nearest servant.
The door was just about to close gently when a large hand slammed it shut, "Talking to other men already, darling?" His voice was teasing but hardened with not-so-subtle jealousy. She chuckled in response and kissed his jawline as she intertwined their fingers and blissfully led them back to the bed.
"You know I only have eyes for you, Your Majesty," He cringed at the title and playfully pushed her away, only resulting in her laugh.
"I apologize Nik, forgive my playfulness," She said through a dying laugh and he too snickered quietly while they stared deeply into each other's eyes. His hand reached into her hair and kissed her sand-colored curls. He caressed her cheek with his coarse hand and she leaned into it, kissing his palm. If only this moment could be stretched to eternity. But, fate never works in their favor. For this may be the last morning that they spend together.