My eyes fluttered open and I inhaled deeply, rubbing my eyes. Margaret shifted, making herself comfortable again.
I put my hand on the back of my head and the other on her waist. Her breath was steady, slow and light.
She gripped my shirt and she took a breath. She shifted and laid on her stomach, now facing me.
I propped my head up and stared at her. She scrunched her face and I tucked some hair behind her ear. I played with the ends of her hair and she drew circles and figures on my shirt.
I put my hand on her jaw and traced my thumb back and forth on her cheek. She leaned into my hand and I smirked to myself, staring at my hand.
" What?" She asked sleepily.
" Nothing." I said groggily. She pouted and I put my arm around her waist and pulled her to lay on my again.
" What do you want to do today?" She asked and I sighed.
" You have to go home." I said and she propped her chin on my chest.
" No." She protested.
" Your parents are probably looking for you." I said and she shook her head. " I don't want them figuring out that you were here." I said and she put her hand on my jaw.
" Can't we just, do something first?" She said and I leaned up, and she followed.
I got up and I grabbed some clothing and I went to the bathroom to change. I brushed my teeth and she knocked on the door.
She walked in and sat on top of the counter. I stood for a second standing in front of her. I leaned against the wall across from her.
" Let's do something." She suggested and I laughed.
" What did you have in mind?" I said strolling towards her.
" I don't know something." She said reaching for me.
She grabbed my shirt and pulled me to her.
" We can go for a ride." I suggested and she shrugged.
" Show me your house." She said and she took my hand and dragged me out of the bathroom.
I walked her to the kitchen and all around the house.
Once we were finished we walked around outside. We went to the stables and she tended shadow.
I stared at her for a moment. She was so kind and gentle, beautiful at the touch. She had so much sweetness in such a small body.
" What?" She asked realizing my staring. I shook my head and walked over to the other side of shadow.
" Come on." I said taking her hand and walking her down the path of willow trees.
And we walked around a field and stayed silent.
We just enjoyed our surroundings and took in the air.
" Matthew?" She asked. I turned to her, giving her my attention. " What is this? What are we?" She asked and I gave her a confused look. " What are we doing?" She asked and I laughed.
" Walking." I said pointing out the obvious.
" I mean, what are we?" She asked again plaint with my shirt.
" I don't know." I sighed out and she looked up at me.
" I kinda like where this is going." She said and I pulled a smile.
" I would be lying if I said I didn't." I said avoiding saying that I was enjoying her company.
" Let's just, see where this goes." I added and she stood on her tip toes, and wrapped her arms around my neck.
I looked down to her, with a troubled look.
" I really like you, Matthew." She said and I smiled lightly.
I leaned down my lips right next to her ear. " I really like you too." I said and she shivered at the touch of my lips upon her ear.
She examined my face, touching the bruises and cuts. She then traced her finger along my busted lip, I tried to contain my moan, but it came to no avail.
It started to drizzle so we walked back to the house.
As soon as we got to the front of the house, it was pouring outside.
" Looks like I'm not going home just yet." She said with a smile and I rolled my eyes.
" I guess not." I said and she took me down to the training room.
" Is this where you practice fighting?" She said walking up to a punching bag.
" Yes." I said following her, I was like a lost puppy with this girl claimed as my owner.
She got into a fighting stance and threw a punch at me. It hit my chest lightly and I directed her towards the bag.
She threw a punch at it laughing and I shook my head.
I stood behind her and rotated her hips and slid my hand up her waist and I slid my right hand down her right arm, extending it.
" Your small, use your whole body for power." I whispered down in her ears
" Okay." She said out of breath. I smiled to myself knowing it was because of me.
I stepped back suddenly and she regained herself and threw another punch, this one actually moved the bag this time.
I shook out her punching hand and kissed it, she hurt herself.
I walked over and took her hand, it was fine.
" Your fine, Princess." I said releasing her hand.
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RandomMatthew Mcallister, the 16 year old Prince of Jorvik. He is a mute Prince, barely talks, serious, and just overall is a hard ass. He becomes even more of a hard ass when he meets Mary-Margret, from his rival kingdom, Noléa. What will happen with t...