Crimson

Taking a Risk

When you woke up, the room immediately began to spin. Attempting to glance at your surroundings, you realized you were still in the castle in which you had passed out in. The noises that came from your stomach were absolutely unholy. I mean, why does it sound like you have a monster living inside of you? The bed in that you lay in was so massive it could probably fit a 9'6 woman that had fangs and a taste for virgin blood. No, you weren't exaggerating, because the vanity across the room was also massive. It's her room. It has to be.

"I probably should run away. Or hide. Orrrr I could totally make my way to their kitchen now that I know people live here."

The fact that you haven't eaten in 2 weeks and your'e still alive shocked the hell out of you.
I hyped myself up into standing, making my way towards the doors that shut the bedroom off from the other room. As soon as I opened them, my jaw dropped in horrror.. or was it arousal? Because this woman was a sight to see. Her short black hair was neatly styled under a black hat, the dress that she wore clinged to her curves, and the dark red lipstick matched her pale reflection perfectly. It wasn't until I heard her voice did I snap out of my trance.

"Going somewhere?"

The grin she had on her face when she looked up at me from her sofa was seeexxxyyy- i mean very scary. totally terrifying!
Honestly, I couldn't even look her in the eyes out of shame and guilt. I broke into this woman's home, ready to call dibs on every inch of the castle I stepped into. Even though I had no idea this person existed, I still felt a nauseating punch in my stomach.

"Maam, I mean Mistress, I mean- well I had no idea someone lived here. I can't apologize enough. If you choose to kill me or whatever you must do, I cannot blame you one bit."
..I mean.. what a hell of a way to die? right?

Her eyes looked you up and down, taking in every inch of your body, watching you tremble. For some reason, you were different. She didn't want to kill you. If anything, she almost wanted to pamper to your every need and call you hers. 'what the hell am i doing?' she thought to herself. 'i have this girl scared and frozen in fear and i haven't the first clue on how to comfort her.'

"Darling, if I was planning on making you into a meal, do you not think I would have already done that? Now, let's get you fixed up."

You didn't even notice that your side was bruised until she mentioned something about fixing you. Her voice and concern made your heart flutter. She probably had no interest in me, so i might as well stop daydreaming about this woman before I get my feelings shattered. Although, I can definetly tell that she is fruity as all hell.

She stood up, and your thoughts quickly shifted from innocent to shameful real quick. You slowly dragged your eyes upward and stopped at her cleavage, respectfully of course, and made your way to her golden eyes. The way they shined awoken a feeling of love you thought you never had. In the mere minutes of knowing her, you already knew that she had you wrapped around her finger. If she asked you to jump off of the castle's balcony, you would.

The lady, who held her appearance to be dominant and in charge, felt flustered and confused on the inside. Why is this girl looking at me like I just saved her from a house fire? Not only is she absolutely stunning, but she seems so innocent. The look in her eyes, though, is a different story. She looks like she is about to attempt to climb me. Why am I so heavily interested in this human? The questions began swarming the lady's mind, and before she knew it, her heart began to race like the speed of light. What the hell was this little thing doing to her?

"Maam? Are you all right?"

The lady quickly snapped back from her thoughts.
"Yes, now lets get your bruise tended to and get you something to eat. You look flushed, love."

Did she just call me 'love?' Oh man.. I am really about to faint again. I had the best idea. If I pretended to go limp, there's a small chance she will carry me. The least I can do is try.

"Why thank you! I really dont deserve your compassion."
I began to act as if i was going to fall, and did so. She rushed over to me and swooped me in her arms. My plan worked.

"My, my.. what am I going to do with you? You are definetly a clumsy little one." she smiled.

"I'm sorry, maam, I really don't mean for you to carry me." Oh, but I did.

"It's quite all right, you're light as a feather."

She made her way down the rounded staircase and into the dining room. It was lit by natural lighting as well as candles from the ceiling. She placed me down on the table and walked into the kitchen. About a few minutes later, she comes out with a warm bowl of soup and a cup of water.

"Oh! Thank you so much. I don't know what to say."

"It's seriously not a problem, now finish up while I get the stuff I need to tend to your bruise."

And I listened. As soon as I watched her walk away, I gulped that shit down. I don't think soup and water tasted any better. I gently placed the bowl and cup next to me, waiting for her return.

"Hungry, were you?"

"Yes maam, I haven't had access to food in the village, so thank you."

"Poor thing, well you don't need to worry about that anymore. You are more than welcomed to stay here if you would like."

Seriously,  Alcina? Inviting this woman into our home with your daughters she hasn't even met? You really are down bad.
The lady ignored her thoughts and sat right in front of you. The look on your face made her chuckle on the inside.

Holy shit. She's right in front of me. I could kiss her if I wanted to. Christ almighty. I know she's just patching my wound but I'm about to explode. Come on Y/N, pull yourself together

"Once again, thank you. And if you really mean that, I would love nothing more than to work for you."

"Work for me? No need. You just sit here and look pretty."

She lifted my shirt up a tad and began to rub an oil on it to calm the tenderness of it. The way her hand was pressed smoothly against my skin led my thoughts to places I hope she never finds out about. She elegantly picked up a bandage and placed it on my side. I looked into her eyes and admired them. When she glanced up, she began to stare back. The heat inside of me began to boil.
With my legs dangled on either side of her, I could tell she was nervous by the way her hand was quivering on my side.
We sat there like that for a while.

Breaking the silence, I leaned in a bit closer. I've always been known to be a bit of a risk taker. Might as well make the best of it.
She hesitated a bit, but placed her other hand on my face. I gasped a little to how cold her hand was. Finally, she leaned all the way in. Bypassing my lips, she whispered in my ear.

"You're a bit bold, hm?" she chuckled and helped me off the table.

"I suppose."

Even though it didnt go as planned, I still felt good about being brave enough to make a move. But let me just say, the acheing pain in my lower abdomen was NOT happy. The rest of the day, I kinda followed the tall woman around like a puppy. Finally, it was getting late and I asked the mistress where I should sleep.

"In my bedchambers, of course, where else?"

She was very satisfied with the look on my face. Well, this should be fun.