You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 478
"... M-my lady... you..." — He breathed out while their lips lightly touched, trying to gain another trace as what she had confessed grew within, stuffy in delight... as she moved a graceful nose to incite him further.
"... yes...?"
"fh... you should not have told that to me..."
"!?...m~"
As if in a hurry, he whispered, looming over the fresh woman to press his edges against her soft rosy lips, kissing her better, without the fading warmth of a slight graze so their air could mesh in the impatience of an endeared graze. Tight and pure... breathless from the bliss drowning their every notion of others... for solely each other were those that existed at that moment.
"My lady fh... I feared not seeing you again... *smooch* these kisses I could never do without."
"It is alright... it did not happen." — To the troubled confession, Marianne took Zeleskiaz’s jaw that had separated giving another kiss, feeling his fingers sink where they had hold of to feel their pressure stroke her figure as he welcomed the graze she initiated more passionately... unaware that the bruises were still hurting her skin... which she would not tell yet he would recall as the greediness of his love drove the hand up her bandaged neck for a deeper kiss...
"! M-my Lady... it is best if I leave..."
"?... why?"
"... Well..."
"... Why would you leave...? Stay, Zeleskiaz..."
A difficult swallow was gulped down by the prince at the straightforwardness he had not heard from the beloved and the impulse she took to get another of his grazes was stopped lovingly by his hand... placing a kiss on the woman’s palm alluringly whilst trying to remain composed to the conflict these declarations from the lady provoked... and would be shyly told while the blush she carried in ginger cheeks was infected in the shade of the manly crown prince.
"My lady... I-I cannot do that..."
"Why...? No one’s kicking you out... why do you want to leave...?"
"... It is not that I want to... however..."
"Then...? Why leave if you do not want it either..."
"... Lady Marianne... w-we have yet to announce courtship... we cannot... before marriage..."
"...?"
"... even if I desire it..."
"! W-wait... I- I was not implying such... I- oh my god, I am so embarrassed that you misunderstood!" — Red in blush Marianne hid her face in her palms while neither the man’s eyes nor his hands lost grasp of her figure as she tried to explain herself to the charmed Zeleskiaz. — "I solely wanted for you to stay longer...! I- I was not trying a-anything like that, I swear!!"
"... nevertheless, that is the danger entailed in my stay... furthermore as this sweet voice of yours finally accompanies this enchanting reaction you show, my lady..." — Delighted to also see her trouble Zeleskiaz’s head leaned on hers, laying a faint kiss on the length of one of her fingers that slowly lost force to continue hiding her shame to his sincere heart. — "I am certain... that aware you are of my little will to restrain the crave when around you..."
"..."
"Even if wounded... I am... selfish over the lady... The attack you suffered at the hunting competition is proof of it..."
"... y-you do not need to say more..."
"... I know for certain that... were we no interrupted that day..."
"I-I understand...! Do not tell more...! Truly..." — Blushed as she could remember what he referred to, furthermore after guiding with his thirsty ultramarine to make her catch a glimpse of the furniture on which he had pounced and touched the skin of the woman he should not, Marianne’s shade became redder as she continued to hide on the man’s chest, clasping a loose shirt decorated by her gift, gulping down the trouble as she could not endure Zeleskiaz’s provocative enticement while also feeling the warmth of His body in the closeness they did not forbid. — "It... troubles me..."
"... I am to leave against my heart’s will tonight again, my lady Marianne... Yet promise that tomorrow this warmth we share will come again once meeting you... that... it will only become sweeter as this agreement for me to court your ladyship will continue once the day allows it."
"I promise... was it not to continue... I am to make sure we agree to it tomorrow once more, my prince..." — Softly and thrilled, Marianne said in a lovesome whisper to the crown prince’s romanticism, meeting the conflicted violet with as conflicted grey... telling with the character she once had divided in two souls how her honesty would continue to be told like before. — "Why does my promise surprise you?... Even as your ways trouble myself at times... I am to tell what I feel to it with honesty, your highness..."
"... you always have..."
"Indeed... it may be as... that is who I am, my prince."
A last kiss he gave, delighted by the frailness a joyful tear falling down her visage conveyed. Looking into the brilliant eyes for a moment before walking towards the balcony, which she did not watch as he left for the emotions tickled her chest, making her turn lightly to grasp her own hands in captivated gesture after the wonderful exchange... not paying attention at the prince that, unlike other times, decided to watch back before going to the balcony, witnessing her fresh youth reverberate to the happiness earned from this meeting that caused a breathless throb in his heart... that continued to watch her... who merrily would turn to find him still there.
"?!... y-you didn’t leave...?" — With frail sound, conflicted and embarrassed, the hands she was purely keeping near her lips in thrill to the graces lowered as he saw the prince keeping an open door... he would not cross...
The impatient stomps took Zeleskiaz to her in a blink and her visage was taken too softly compared to his impulse and her lips unlike before were not met with delicate tenderness but instead were devoured mindlessly, almost causing her to stammer with injured ankle although timely his hand raised her lightly enough so his desire would not harm that who he loved... enjoying the trouble of her breathless sound and the moist taste he invaded losing any gentle politeness he showcased a few moments ago.