𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 (18+)

25 | unsaid emotions ♡

"Once you finally meet again, you realize how hard it was to stay apart."

Third Omniscient Point Of View

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Thandeka walked through the door with her hands full of the food they were about to indulge in. Qophelo was still asleep. She put the food on the counter and went to check on him. As she stood by the door, staring at his peaceful face, all relaxed and calm, she couldn't help but admire him.

She didn't know half of the things he'd been through, but he overcame that and became a good person. Some would not still believe that there are good people out there but rather lead a bitter life alone. She didn't judge them, but she saw Qophelo's way of moving on with life much more admirable.

She approached the bed and got in next to him and cuddled into him. It was crazy that even after having sex and exchanging 'I love yous', she was still unsure of their relationship. Technically, she was still married to Zweli and after the abdication, she was to be the official Queen of KwaNkabinde but she wanted them to get over that and start a new life together. She didn't want to go back home where her responsibilities piled up and society prevented them together.

With how destroyed the Royal Khumalo name was, it was only normal to consider the Khumalos commoners. Unless Qophelo in some way rebuilt it and it's reputation. For now, people relocated and some stayed because the unknown was far too scary.

Qophelo stirred, his muscles tensing as he woke up. He turned to face her as his eyes fluttered open. "Good morning." His voice was still heavy of sleep and it made her clench her thighs. She chastised her body as she responded.

"Good morning, I bought food while you were asleep." His arm wrapped around her waist and brought her closer to him.

"Thank you."

"It's no big deal, Phelo," she brushed it off, getting distracted by his hand gliding on her back, under her/his t-shirt.

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Her own hands move to his naked chest -she noted that Qophelo didn't like to sleep with a shirt on- and explored his muscles. She felt the raised skin indicating scars that had long healed. Her actions raised the tension in the room. The sexual tension.

His hand moved to the front and he glided his finger slightly over her nipple. She let out a quiet sigh, leaning towards him. His actions became more clear as he pulled up her t-shirt with it's hem. She raised her hands up so he could smoothly take it off.

Once they were both naked, their clothes discarded on the floor of the room, she put her hands on his chest and kissed him. The kiss was slow and tender, clear that it was her who had initiated it. When Qophelo reciprocated, his actions were more primal and direct.

He grabbed a chunk of her ass and squeezed, pressing her body to his. She felt his hardened on her inner thigh and her body shuddered in arousal. The skin to skin contact made things even worse. She wanted him even more.

Qophelo seemed set on foreplay but she was convinced that she was ready enough for him. She could feel the wetness between her legs and she knew that Qophelo could feel it too. She was on him, straddling his thigh.

"Please," she whined. It sounded so innocent but equally as lewd to Qophelo's ears. His hands lifted her up by her waist and she held his cock again her pussy, by her entrance. Their eyes locked as she bit her lip while lowering herself down on his pole.