nicholas tyrell.
nicholas tyrell had never liked the taste of champagne, but he did not mind their bubbly bitterness when he was ready to kiss it off the cherry painted lips in front of him.
“do you not like parties?” he whispered softly into the shadow of the white pillars, a wicked smile spreading across his lips as his hand cupped the other’s waist, slowly tracing it against the curve of their body with his eyes staying put on their lips. “my wife quite enjoys them. I find that they can be rather intrusive. don’t you think?” from their position, their sweet nothings was muted by musicians and chatter in the dining hall, leaving them both to their own discretion. his hand trailed upwards along their spine, then gently over their shoulder, across their collarbone and finally was able to cup their chin. a small tilt upward so that the other was looking them right in the eye. “and, please, do look at me when I’m speaking to you.”
a party was exactly what nadia needed in that moment of time , the war was brewing & her insides were always lit with a fire that she couldn’t settle , even if she tried. she hadn’t enjoyed herself in god knows how long , & nic knew exactly what she needed ---- he always knew what she needed. a small smirk formed on her lips as the queen exited the bathroom & slithered her way back to her husband , watching the way he taunted the other with eye contact. it was a tinge of jealousy that hit her stomach , the thought of someone else allowed to feel the touch of his hands , but then it was attraction to his power ; hands tingling at the thought. ‘‘ now now darling , you’re going to frighten her to death. ’’ she said in her own taunting tone , turning towards the female that was still in his grip. ‘‘ please , learn you manners. next time. i won’t be here to save you. now shoo , ’’ she stated , waving the other off before turning towards her husband. ‘‘ intrusive or not , i do like a good party. ’’
