I swirled the paint brush into the pot of water, watching the once-clear liquid turn into a mist of grey from the paint that rippled off from the bristles on the brush and exhaled into the water.
I sighed as I stepped back from the canvas, placing my hands on my hips I tilted my head like a confused puppy. I'd painted a girl, a woman even, she was a fictional character in a book I'd read and I'd marked the chapter of the paragraph describing her features then I sketched her out and painted her.
"That's amazing." A voice called behind me, I jumped a little and craned my head over my shoulder, my lips upturning as Alexander sauntered into the art room.
"Thank you." I smiled sheepishly and turned my head back to the painting, I felt two arms wrap around my waist and Alexander's body press up against mine from behind. I intertwined my fingers with his that rested on my stomach, leaning my head back I rested it onto his shoulder.
"What you up to today?" Alexander mumbled, his deep soft voice slivering into my eardrum and filling my mind with fantasies about him.
"Didn't have any plans." I hummed as I gazed up at the ceiling.
"Your art is beautiful, you should sell some of the pieces." Alexander said quietly.
"Thank you Al, but I don't think I'd want to, I like hoarding my work.." I giggled lightly, Alexander begun to sway us side to side on the spot as his chin rested on my right shoulder, his nose and breath ticking my neck.
"Fancy going out today?" I asked him quietly.
"Where to?" Alexander whispered against my neck.
"Downtown.." I said into the air my eyes tracing over the patterned ceiling.
"Mm'kay." Alexander hummed, his warm lips dragged up my neck smoothly before he begun to crane his head round more and turn the small kisses into longer sloppier ones.
I turned round to face him and cupped his face in my hands, pulling him closer I kissed him deeply, feeling his tongue skim across my bottom lip seeking entry I shuffled forwards taking Alexander backwards and leant my arm past him, locking the door shut before Alexander turned me round and slammed up against the wall.
"Confident.." I giggled as Alexander removed his lips from mine and begun the assault down my jaw and neck.
I ran my hands over his toned stomach and his rib-cage, letting them sliver along the material of his shirt before they landed on the small of his back. I leant forward and kissed him softly only to have him push back harder and deepen the kiss.
I lifted my hands from the small of his back to run through his hair, Alexander groaned at the feeling as I tugged on his locks, our lips colliding and working on eachothers non-stop. I lifted his hair back further so his lips detached from mine and he faced the ceiling.
"Holy fuck....Belle" Alexander groaned above me as I undid his top two buttons and kissed along his collarbone. I lifted my head up and kissed his lips once more before giggling and pulling away from him.
"Umm where do you think you're going?" He chuckled behind me as I brushed past and moved back over to the canvas.
"Sorry, got stuff to do." I giggled with a sarcastic grimace.
"You can't keep doing that.." Alexander whined like a child, he moved over to me and snaked an arm round my waist.
"Doing what Alexander?" I asked him as I lifted the brush up and dabbed it into some brown paint.
"Kissing me and doing all of...That..and then scurrying off.." Alexander mumbled as he nuzzled his nose into my cheek causing me to squirm and giggle.
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𝐴 𝐶𝐸𝑅𝑇𝐴𝐼𝑁 𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐴𝑁𝐶𝐸-𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥 𝑇𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟
FanfictionSet in the 1800s, Princess Arabella De Vere is living the usual royal life with her Mother and Father as the King and Queen. But it all takes a turn when she finds a sudden interest in her servant Alexander Turner.