Dark Blaze

Chapter 33

"You chose me, I will do everything if you need me," Aerline said while patting his chest lenity. "Aerline Lynx, will you be my maiden until the end, stay free if I am done with this war" He confessed with his eyes gaping onto hers deeply - showing his feeling to her slowly shoving deep into her essence. Her inside was releasing a hormone through their gaze, letting the butterflies flee out of her and allowing her cheeks to gleam beneath the pure freckles. The moonlight strike upon them, the breeze was pushing Aerline to close her body to his body, and her touch against his skin made it softer between her palm and his chest. Kristinov clutch her hand above his chest "Forgive me If I am forcing you" he said softly. Aerline shakes her head from side to side rapidly "Do not say that". "You want yourself to be involved?" He asked while his finger stroked her hand softly - she felt a tickle within it. "No, I," she cut and slither her hand out of his grip and then clasped her kirtle tightly - for not making the right decision. Kristinov slowly stood his torso to sit up in front of her. Aerline helped him to sit up above the sheets using her hand to support him.

"I do not know, I want you to stop killing someone, just stop this please, the moment you try to kill me, Y-y-y you, I-I-I, please stop, D-d-do not l-l-leave me, j-just stay and be like the others" Aerline burst to tears, tears of she kept too long inside and at last it freed. The moment she stand above the hills, bursting many tears for losing her parents - her only family that existed beside her. The moment she lay below the shallow of the mud as well bursting into tears under the downpour. The moment she witness many gore and monsters - she could not breathe from the burden shoving her body downward into the depths of dolour. "My apologies" she cried even more while swiping her tears out of her cheeks and below her chin. Kristinov moves his body forth on her.

He lay his both hands on her cheeks, hence pushing it against his palm onto her freckles gently, her hair at the side are encircled onto his fingers and then he move his head nigh her - like barely they will kiss. "I will" he whispered emotionlessly. Aerline suddenly hugged him so tight that she can grate her arms with glee. Her head lay on his chest, hands could not reach one another, she can feel his warmth and she either feel his touch - heavy but gentle. He lay his chin above her head, the pure oil of darkling hair shined as the moonlight struck upon it and he caress her side of the waist gradually. The tears hiked onto his vesture and the prints of her body he will never peel off - will remain there evermore. "Halt your tears, Lynx, I am here" he whispered in a normal tone - he was relaxed but he cannot depart his body into her, he never felt this eternally before.

Aerline pushed him gently, his hands are now laying above her shoulder and he wiped her tears with his finger with a slight smile. Dulcify moments between the innocent and the once mischievous. She never felt the ingrate come into her at last. Kristinov shove himself in reverse and then went to the other end of the bed to take his vesture off. As he takes it off from starting to his belly to his shoulder. She can espy his physique body covered with scars and pair recent wounds. "Aerline" he called her in a whisper. "Yes" she stands up and strolls to the other side to fetch his vesture. "Can you hug me again?" He said it so soothing that can commence her heart melted either hugging him but he was shirtless. She froze, and her cheeks began to redden likewise but why would he hug her again? "Sit on my lap and hug me prithee" He begged again softly while his hands are prepared to clasp her frigid body once more. She push her body abruptly by the breeze, she widened her arms and legs and thus sat herself onto his lap.

"Do not prevail shy within yourself, I will never hurt you" he said while stroking his hand on her waist. Her cheeks are on his chest while her arms landed at the side of his arm. It was warm, she was crying again while Kristinov strive to make her happy. He remembered the time he was been hugged by his mother before she fade from his life - the exact warmth and love he felt were the same. The body filled with burden, resentment, and misery - he squeezed her so it can subside soon. Aerline stays to his side, they caress one another, pressing her skin against his, and their feelings tangled invisible. Both of them never endured natural affection from a stranger to a friend. He move his hand to lay it above her head, they contacted with a blush nonetheless beneath her freckles.