𓂅 ⠀ཾ༵࿇ 𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙽 ; 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 、 .
﹝ ♚ ﹞ ⸻⸻ HOW UTTERLY FOOLISH HE IS . perhaps if he were younger , perhaps if she had a kinder heart ; perhaps they could fix themselves and find that happiness again . but he was old and she was cruel and they were destined for nothing but ruin . she just couldn’t allow herself to admit it yet .
hesitantly she returns the kiss , doing her best to pretend that there’s still something between them . hand pressing on his chest , eyes staying open ; not able to relax herself around him . but still she kisses him , soft and sweetly before she’s biting at his lower lip and pulling away .
❛ darling . . ❜ there’s a gentle laugh , her blushing starting to grow under his touch . she could make herself want him again , she knew it . he was handsome enough , and she could always convince him to give her another new dress after so it wouldn’t be a complete loss . ❛ are you sure you’re up for it ? ❜
she can’t resist nuzzling his neck as she teases him , able to hide and cease her smile for a moment in his warmth . it’s gone too soon , and she’s leaving ; turning her gaze to the floor to hide her lie . maybe she wouldn’t feel so bad if she couldn’t see him .
❛ i’m always happy with you , bear . . but yes . i need to feel your skin on mine again . it’s been too long . ❜
𝙼𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚈 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙰𝙶𝙴 , the forgotten glee that had once dissipated because of her longing for home she was brought in as a babe ; the everlasting winter has hardened her *&. the mere whispers of ravens that INFORMING them that her lady sister already has another babe ──────—– 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒 , if they sail they’d cherish what they haven’t blessed with just yet , although his horror of losing her upon the birthbed looming 'ver him ; it’s an 𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 thought as they’d entangle 'pon their bed ; spent yet CONTENT from their euphoria . . . dampening his lips ; pondering regarding her articulation whilst digits meander ‘pon her delicate dermis ; 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙋 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙄𝙉 𝘽𝙀𝘿𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙈 . . . flow like feather ; he took her within his embrace , softly , 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 ; for she deserves such thing as brims reaching for her neck ; alluring places he could explore , such place he had missed . . . 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ,
“ i would do 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 for you , my 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 , my darling girl ” an encouragement ; further sensual motion given ; lips mapping every path available 'pon her ; claiming what he has 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 ; vigorously take , fervor dominates him as the knight whispers underneath her ear ; purloining her pearly laughter , “ i’ve 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 you terribly , I NEED YOU ”