(Wilhelm's) thoughts

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it's been a day since Simon has kissed me, on the lips. it's a weird feeling, failing for a boy especially since he's not what people expect from a prince to date. A socialist boy living in bjårstad.

but he's so, different. his eyes are puppy-like, he looks at me with so much desire and the glistening that grew in his eyes when I pulled him closer to me makes my heart flutter with excitement and happiness. his skin is so beautifully tanned and soft, like melting milk caramel chocolates on a hot summer day. his lips, so plump and soft, you could melt from them. the kisses he gives are sweet with a touch of desire for more, it makes my stomach let go of all the butterflies locked up in it's cage.

I think I'm falling for him.

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