The Royal Mark-Chapter 107: Fire Dance
Chris patiently awaited Elsa to complete her meal, an undercurrent of nervousness coursing through him as he had a surprise in store for her. Following their dinner, he retrieved his fur cloak, instructing Elsa, "Wear this; it’s cold outside."
Curiously, Elsa tilted her head and inquired, "Why do we need to go outside?"
"Remember when I mentioned having a surprise for you?" Chris reminded her.
"Oh, yes. So it’s outside? It’s not a car, is it?" Elsa teased, prompting laughter from Chris.
"Princess, even if I brought a car from Novus, there’s no fuel here. It would be useless after a few days. My surprise is something fitting for this world," Chris explained before a knock interrupted them.
Opening the door, Chris welcomed a servant who informed them, "Your Highnesses, we will put out all the lights on this side of the castle in preparation for the event. Please stay on the balcony if you wish to see it."
With a touch of magic, the servant darkened the room, leaving only one candle flickering. Before Elsa could inquire, "What event is he talking about? Why was I not informed about it?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Chris proposed and extended his arm, "Why don’t we check it out?" He extinguished the remaining candle, leaving them in darkness.
Startled, Elsa tightened her grip on Chris’ hand, questioning, "Hey! Why did you do that? I can’t see!"
"Fortunately, your soon-to-be husband can see perfectly in the dark. Just hold on to me," Chris reassured.
Approaching the balcony, Elsa began to see lights outside. Upon reaching the balcony, they witnessed a gathering on the castle grounds. Seats for guests were arranged, and a wooden stage with various levels had been set up on the expansive lawn.
The balcony in Chris’ room offered a perfect view, and the couple stood there, observing the audience settling into their seats, anticipating the forthcoming event.
"Feeling warm enough, princess?" Chris inquired as he adjusted the fur coat.
"It’s getting a bit chilly, perhaps because there’s no fire in the fireplace anymore. But I can manage," Elsa replied with a smile, her excitement building for the event.
Chris wrapped his arms around Elsa from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Are you warm now?" he asked before planting a kiss on her cheek.
Elsa giggled, nodding in response, while her attention remained fixed on the stage below. Meanwhile, Chris was not engrossed in the event; his focus was solely on Elsa.
"Chris quit sniffing me; it’s ticklish. I won’t be able to concentrate on the show," Elsa giggled again as Chris continued to brush his nose and lips over her cheek, ear, and neck.
"I’m sorry. I can’t help myself. I’m addicted to you. Please don’t mind me; enjoy watching, and I’ll enjoy right here," Elsa chuckled, allowing him to continue his playful gestures.
As all the torches on the ground were put out, indicating the start of the show, Elsa’s excitement heightened, mirrored by Chris. He trailed his tongue from the nape of her neck to the back of her ear, sending shivers down Elsa’s spine.
"Gosh, Chris! What are you doing? Stop your naughtiness; people will see. Let’s stay focused, okay?" Elsa exclaimed.
"I am focused..." Chris replied before playfully nibbling on Elsa’s earlobe. However, Elsa’s attention was captivated by the performers on the stage, who appeared with flames in their hands, accompanied by the onset of music.
"It’s a fire dance show!" Elsa exclaimed excitedly. "Gosh! Chris stop that!" Elsa exclaimed after she felt one of Chris’ hands on her chest.
"Be quiet, there are werewolves down there. They will hear you if you keep on raising your voice. Act normal and no one will notice us. It’s dark so no one will know we are here," Chris said as he kneaded and gently squeezed her breasts.
"How can I act normal if your hands are on my boobs while kissing my neck!" Elsa retorted but Chris got motivated instead.
"If you want to make our presence known to everyone, I won’t stop you. Let them know what we are doing, I am fine with that." Chris stopped and grabbed both her wrists, placing them on the top of the parapet of the balcony, and said, "Hold onto that, don’t let go, and keep your voice down.
"Wha–Mmm!" Elsa used her right hand to cover her mouth after Chris used his speed to lift her skirt and slip his hand under to run his finger into her slit.
"Shh, quiet..." Chris said while sliding his index and middle digits on her slit, feeling her wetness. "I didn’t notice you are this wet already. Maybe my injury made my senses numbed. Were you thinking about me the whole day that’s why you are soaking?"
"Yes... No... Mmm... Chris... Stop... I’m watching..." Elsa don’t know how will she complete her sentence when Chris kept on stroking her clit left and right. She feared that she would moan loudly if she tried to say more.
"Then go on, watch. It’s just right that you watch what I especially arranged for you. But, you haven’t answered my question, why are you this wet? Don’t tell me you are thinking of another man?"
"No... I-I... Gosh..."
"What? I can’t understand you. Speak up, were you thinking about another man while I’m gone?" Chris moved his fingers faster making Elsa grip harder on the parapet.
"You... I thought of you..."
Chris smirked before putting his middle digit into her wetness. He did not waste any second and quickly moved his finger in and out, causing her to moan while biting her lower lip.
"Mmm... Ahm..."
"Do you get wet like this when you think of me?" he asked as he added his index finger inside her.
"Yes... Sometimes..." Elsa tried to close her legs but Chris was fast to stop her by using his leg to stop her plan.
"Just sometimes?"
"Oh, fu-mmm," Elsa did her best not to moan and curse after Chris curved his fingers and thrust the faster in and out of her scratching her rough walls. She throws her head back before Chris withdraws his finger out of her making her want to complain.
"I don’t want sometimes, Elsa. I want you to want me and get wet whenever you think of me. Let me teach you that you should get wet when thinking of me."
"Wha–Kya~!"
