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/FORTY-SIX. let it linger \
-Y/n's POV-
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Leif's mouth hover's dangerously close to the crook of my neck, his breath warm under my cold skin. My mind that was once rampant with confusion almost immediately sinks away with what he says.
"Just say the word and I'll stop, we don't have to do this Y/n." Though his voice was compelled with lust I could hear a faint sound of honesty. His nails tracing my exposed skin were gentle and slightly cold, giving myself goosebumps all over.
He would let me go if I wanted him too.
"I don't think I'd want you to stop Leif, that is if you don't want to?" I turn my body around to face him. His eyes straight on me as his hands reach the middle of my back.
A smug smile creeps on the corns of his lips as he begins to speak, "Well it seems the innocent Princess isn't such a good girl after all is she?" Leif's head dips closer to mine. Leaving me in a flustered and smiling mess.
"I was told tonight I was going to have fun. So you are my fun tonight Leif." As I said that a flash of hurt circles his eyes so fast it was almost like it didn't happen. But I caught it.
"I think I'm going to be your fun way more than just tonight darling." He winks. I push my hands to his shoulder, my fingers playing with the fabric of his top.
"I guess we will have to see.."
"I guess we will, huh?"
Either it was the alcohol I had drank or the undeniable sexual tension that was brewing between us but I found myself running a hand over his exposed chest to close the space. A smile on his lips before I paused, just inches away from his mouth.
I wanted to just tease him for mine as I watch him go in as I back my head slightly away. A prominent grin circled my face. He groans and grabs the back of my neck and smashes his lips into mine. His other hand finding the lower end of my back causing me to be flat on his chest.
We find a rhythm in our kissing which shocks me from our "lesson" not too long ago. His lips bring back a familiarity that I'm not going to complain about.
I play with the ends of his hair as we deepen our sensual kissing. His tongue brushing over my bottom lip before his teeth pull on it. Excitement builds up inside me. Our kissing starts to get sloppy and he moves his mouth to my jawline.
