13 | his innocent temptress

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his innocent temptress

please stop tempting me with the fact that everything happened for a reason because i constantly ruminate over the emotions left by the soft warmth of your skin and the perfect taste of your lips — as if you're the reason for me to happen. i tried not to mistake the flutters of your butterfly kisses against my cheeks for love and attempted so desperately to conceal all the silent confessions i held on the edge of my lips when our tongues danced to the beautiful melody of your voice. 

whenever you leave in the middle of the night, i could only hold onto myself and ask why everything that lingered haunted me of you.

(Aillard)


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Every second the slate grey throw caressed over each curve on her body to reveal the pale of her skin, I felt a strong pulse of desire pumping through my veins and my mind was fighting against my control over myself

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Every second the slate grey throw caressed over each curve on her body to reveal the pale of her skin, I felt a strong pulse of desire pumping through my veins and my mind was fighting against my control over myself. This woman is testing my restraint. I vexed internally as my hands reached out to stop her in order to stop myself. I warned, "Keep it on." 

The woman ahead of me remained silent, but I glanced over to meet her soft blue eyes. Emotions swirled to reveal all her thoughts to me — doubt, anxiousness, fear, sadness. The mixture of negative emotions broke through my guardedness as I sighed and settled on the bed with her, pulling her into my embrace. My arms wrapped around her smaller frame as I rested my head against the curve where her neck and shoulder meets. I said softly, "Don't tempt me, Wren. I cannot resist you." 

"What does that mean?" Wren mumbled. 

"I can't promise that I would stay a gentleman if you continue to seduce me," I replied. "I haven't been the best at holding myself back, have I?" 

A gasp left her, "Those nights—"

"I knew it was you," I confessed. "I wouldn't have done anything if it wasn't you." 

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