“You should see yourself; you look like you are about to faint anytime soon.” I giggled and tilted my head raising my eyebrows. He let out a low chuckle that made my heart skip a beat; I missed him.
“Even if I do now, I’m in safe hands.” I smiled and shook my head. He took my chin and made me look at his face.
“I missed you, moonlight.” My heart raced as he leaned in, his warm breath tickling my skin. I could feel the intensity in his eyes as they gazed into mine. Without saying a word, he cupped my chin and pulled me closer, our lips meeting in a fiery kiss.
The moon shone down on us, its soft glow illuminating our surroundings. But at that moment, there was nothing else but us. I could feel every inch of his body pressed against mine, his touch igniting a fire within me. My hands found their way to his hair, fingers tangling in the soft locks. I leaned into the kiss, my heart beating faster with every passing second.
There was no need for words, our bodies were speaking a language of our own. As we continued to explore each other's lips, I couldn't help but wonder what I did to deserve this. We had a complicated history, filled with ups and downs, but at that moment, none of it mattered. Under the soft moonlight, we were just two people lost in the feeling of being wanted and desired.
I could feel his love coursing through my veins, and I knew he could feel mine too. Our kiss was passionate and unyielding as if we were trying to make up for all the lost time. And for that moment, we were able to forget about our past and our uncertain future. As the kiss went on, time seemed to stand still. I lost myself in the moment, in the way his lips moved against mine, in the way his touch set my skin on fire.
But eventually, we had to come up for air. We pulled away, our breaths heavy and our bodies still intertwined.
Without a word, he rested his forehead against mine, our eyes closed as we tried to catch our breath. And in that moment, I knew that we were meant to be together. Everything else was just noise, but our connection was pure and unbreakable.
Under the moonlight, we stood in silence, letting our actions speak louder than any words ever could.
This is the final part, thank you all for reading it, I'm thankful for everything good or bad. And maybe, just maybe if this blows up, we might get a book too°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
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Death Thread
Narrativa StoricaThe story follows a girl whose happy life turns tragic when her parents' constant fighting ends with her mother's death at the hands of the emperor's orders. Taken in by a duke, she undergoes intense training, culminating in a dangerous encounter wi...
