𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

~𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠~

"September," He says in between pants.
His raspy voice stealing all my attention.
"Fredrick now's not the time."
"No, listen."
The cloth in my hand still wet with his blood. Sweat dripping on his perfectly sculpted abdomen.
So vulnerable.
So vulnerable, I could kill him right now and be done with it.
I could kill him and the king, and rule this kingdom. Be the queen.
"I- I..." he stutters. "I shouldn't have kissed you earlier. It was stupid of me, and you didn't like it. Forgive me."
No. No. No. Fredrick, now's not the time.
I can't control my heart thudding even fasster.
Remembering the taste of his lips on mine. How good it felt. And how it left me wanting more.
"I-"
I don't know what to say.
"Indeed it was stupid of you, Fredrick. And you shall never do it again. We shall never kiss again. We don't work, Fredrick."
But as I say those words my body fails me and leans in.
No, no. Don't do it.
Get up. Run. Go.
Too late.
I get a grip on his chin and kiss him.
I join my lips with his, and kiss him passionately.
A mistake.
A mistake indeed.
But one I can't help cling to. A mistake that draws me in, gives me a taste of itself and leaves me wanting more.
Yearning for more.
I want this.
I want all of this.
I know it's wrong and it shall never happen, but I want it. I want him.