The Eden Not Found On This Earth

Chapter 5: Growing Up

Chapter 5: Growing Up

[Journal Entry, 28th day of the 5th Ember, SL 1112]

Tomorrow is the first day that Aiden is going to be my personal knight! I never thought this would actually work out. Of course, Heimor could've been more helpful by telling me everything before I decided that Aiden could or should do this. I only wanted a way to keep him by my side without being scolded every time for going to the stables. What's wrong with going to the stables, fAthEr?! Psh, it's just another house albeit for horses...and they poop where they sleep...

Anyway! I. HAVE. TO. MAKE. SURE. EVERYTHING. IS. PERFECT. This time Aiden can stay in all my classes! He can silently stand in the background instead of studying on his own all the time, though I don't really know why he wants to study if all he has to do is stay by me. And, and, and!! In between classes there's breaktimes – TEA TIME – I can leisurely snack with Aiden for real now instead of sneaking him desserts hehehehe. I just need to have all the servants leave the room when we do. Aiden seems to like the strawberry ones the most. He can have all of those, those taste really good, I agree, but I think it's worth it to see him enjoy it.

'It is the satisfaction of a Monarch to be delighted with their subject's praise.'

I mean Aiden would be praising the strawberry for being delicious, but I'd still be the one who gave it to him.

Ohohohoho, I think I just figured something out.

[Journal entry end. D. J.]

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What's this?

In the middle of the night, Cain could be seen tossing and turning. Turning from side to side, and sometimes fisting his hair, Cain starts to sweat and pant lightly.

I can feel the feeling of silk glide against my lips. I open my mouth to taste it and the taste of strawberries explodes in my mouth. It's tart and sweet and absolutely...divine. I can't get enough of it. I can feel my lips let go of that sweet treat and trail all over an expanse of skin so soft, that I can imagine if I lay my hands on it, they would just sink in.

Why don't I do that? Why are my hands just touching all over? Ah, I see. Indeed it's better to feel it with my lips. Mmmm...

What's this? My fingers found something warm. Every moment they're being enveloped by this inviting warmth that I cannot get away from. I want to feel this even more. I want to sink into this warmth even more. I can feel my desire throbbing for this blind warmth, and the taste of strawberries still linger on every bit of skin my lips scour.

Hah, urgh, agh. The warmth is completely inviting and sucking me in, and the scent of strawberries fills my nose.

Strawberries.

So sweet.

I want more.

Am I dreaming that I'm fucking a strawberry? Fuck. I need to get my shit together. Well, a wet dream is a wet dream. Might as well finish it.

I can feel something deep inside my soul being tugged towards this blind warmth. It's leaving me breathless if I even had a breath to hold.

Then suddenly it's gone.

What's going on?

Cain suddenly starts shaking and convulsing, as if possessed. It increases to a frequency that blurs his figure entirely. With a flash of light and a bang, Cain is flung away from where he lay, his wings unfurling to control his landing. He lands and skids on all fours, with his black-tipped white hair matted to his forehead and looks to the front where the explosion that just happened.