She May be Evil

Chapter 6 Queen

"Where are you going" King Kamau asks as I bend down to put my shoes on.

Once I'm done I raise to my full height and turn around.

"I'm going for a run around the city." I stretch my arms over my head and spread my legs. "I haven't exercised since I arrived here."

He doesn't respond and that's when I look at his face. It almost looks like he's blushing. But I can't tell because of his dark skin. But the way his face is contorted, it looks like a blush.

For my ego, I'll assume it's a blush.

I huff out a slight laugh causing him to look me in the eye instead of the floor. Yea that's definitely a blush.

What is he blushing for?

He places his hands behind his back. And shifts his eyes nervously around the room before speaking. "Can I join you?"

He wants to join me for my run?

"Sure I don't see why not." I nod in the direction of the hall. "But don't take long to get dressed. I plan to leave in ten minutes. After I stretch."

He nods. " I won't be long." He then rushes out the living room towards his quarters.

He comes back five minutes later.

Nice time management.

I suck in a breath when I look at him.

I take in this time to look at his outfit.

His pants are a loose fitting dark color. Soft material.

And a dark green shirt. It's also loose fitting, or suppose to be anyway.

He arm veins are popping out, and his biceps are bulging at the cutoff.

Jesus this guy is probably fucking ripped under that shirt.

And his hands are fucking huge.

Is it wrong for me wanting to drag my hand across his stomach?

My eyes can't help but gravitate towards the protrusion in his pants. Right between his legs.

God damn.

If it's like that soft. I can't help but wonder what it looks like hard.

I slightly shake my head to forget those thoughts.

I shouldn't be thinking like that.

It's not like we're actually in a relationship.

This is a business marriage.

But then there's another thought.

Well, It's not like I can't have fun. Right?

Once I'm done scanning his appearance, I look into his green eyes and I realize, he's checking me out too.

From my black shoes. My tight fitted black pants,  my skin tight black shirt. And my hair that i now realize it's in a style he's never seen before.

A low knot.

I guess we're both repping our signature colors.

Then a realization comes to me. "Now that I think about it, is it okay for the King of Beluson to leisurely take a run around the city?"

His eyes dart to mine. Looking like a deer in headlights. Looking like a child that stole candy from the candy jar. He looks guilty for checking me out. Cute. He clears his throat. "I suppose that would be a problem in different countries, but here, I'm very interactive with the public, they've learned to treat me with as much normalcy as they can, it's hard for them, and sure a crowd would probably gather with us seen together, but I think we'll be fine. And I'm sure we can protect our selves." He smiles at the last bit.

Yea, I'm sure we can.

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The city was about a thirty minutes jog from the Kings residence. We are about fifteen minutes in and we haven't talked since we stepped outside.

I'm a little bit infront of him so I slow down a little until we're side by side.

I did notice when I turned around his eyes were trained on my ass.

Cant say I blame him.

His arms swaying side by side, I can literally see his pecs pouncing a little.

His veiny arms getting more veiny from the run.

I slow down slightly to take in his backside.

Damn.

You can see his back muscles flexing and shifting with every motion of his arms.

And those wide shoulders. I'm a sucker for shoulders.

He has nice posture, and a nice ass.

I wanna touch it.

It's not flat like other mens butts.

It's like he has a little bubble butt.

It's so cute.

I mean I'm not hiding that I'm checking him out like he is.

He should be noticing me but I feel like he's actively trying to ignore my gaze.

So I just keep staring.

Im familiar with the male anatomy, and I have never seen anything like him. He looks like a statue. Like a sculpture from the gods.

Even his elbows are weirdly attractive.

And his natural glow isn't helping the slight throb between my legs.

I need to get laid.

I sigh rubbing my hands down my face while keeping pace.

"Are you alright? We can stop if your feeling tired." He asks concerned.

"No im fine. Just thinking that's all."

"Want to talk about it?" 

"Nothing to say. I'm just stressed. Is there any good food places in the city? I'm getting hungry." I say trying to avert the conversation.

He lights up, seeming to have taken the conversation change.

"Yeah! There's this cafe that sells the best sandwiches, and donuts, if you have a sweet tooth."

"I don't, but I'll try it." I say as I look around the area.

I didn't notice before, but it's very green here. Fresh green grass. The sun is beaming down on me and I'm now realizing all black was not the best idea. Breaking a sweat it is. And I don't sweat from such trivial activities, but I guess I'll have to deal.

Huge trees that surround the land. It looks like a fairy tale. The trees are so big, it would take three of me to wrap my arms around the trunk, maybe four. And the trees aren't wilting like they are back home. I guess I can see why people are so scared to come to Asthlim. I would too if I lived here and suddenly had to move there.

I'm gonna have to send a message back home to clean up the weeds and such.

"You have a messenger bird back at your residence right?"

He nods "Yes. We have an assortment to choose from depending on how fast you want the message to arrive."

"You want to send a message back to Asthlim?" He guesses.

"I do." I say.

"About?" He questions.

"Renovations." Is all I say.

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A low knot- a low bun

Ik it's a stretch, a dark skin man blushing and her being able to see it, but I like my men who blush and get more nervous than the girl. Role with it. 😭

My tiktok is the same as my user (juliannaaamp) check it out, Ill be posting maybe outfit inspiration. Even what I think characters look like. Although finding Kamau has been a bit of a challenge. All black fantasy character arts I've seen, the man had locs, and Kamau doesn't have locs.

If you have or find any art you think looks like the characters SEND EM MY WAY. Thanks.

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