Forgetting You

Chapter Five

ʟᴜᴋᴀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ, ʟᴜᴋᴀ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs.. ʜᴇ, ᴄʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏɪʀ ɪs ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ, ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. She thought to herself, making up her mind about the two boys, one who didn't treat her well, versus the one she has a spark for, it was obvious, who she had chosen from the beginning.

the heroine in front of her, the one who held her in her arms, creating more tension in the air between them with one small move that made her need him even more, the feeling of her blood running hot felt addicting, she couldn't wait any longer, till finally, he pressed his lips against hers, pressing their bodies together.

Unable to answer him, what he said before he kissed her, she was able to say it now, with their bodies and arms held tight against their body heat.

"Anything for you, my prince"

With that, she wanted more, the tension in the air became more and more intense, between her legs started to grow hot, and her cheeks stayed the same red, as she hoisted herself up, crossing her legs over his lap, and her arms over his shoulders, and continued to kiss him, tangling her fingers in the blonde stands of his soft hair.

With each second, he could feel himself losing control. As if his instincts were telling him this was happening, this is what was meant to be happening. He didn't care if he could get enough oxygen, it was almost as if she was his oxygen.

The minute, he felt her pull herself up, he quickly used his free hand to support and her thigh. Not opening his eyes, or even breaking a second of a kiss. He longed for the feeling of her soft lips, and maybe even more.

He longed to know if the rest of her body was a sweet as her lips.

Feeling each inch of her body along his, started driving him insane. Due to levels, he has never known. Needing to take a breath due to the heat within his body he broke the kiss softly. Opening his eyes for a split second seeing her chair close by.

Giving her a small smirk, he began to walk towards chair and sat down so she was on top of him. Looking her up and down before licking his lips. "Are you sure this is what you want princess" he asked. His eyes looked at her neck.

Each minute that passed by, the emotion, and feeling of longing passion washed over them, losing their minds over each other's touch and taste, wanting more every time they got closer.

Marinette pulled back from the kiss, as the boy sat in her pink designer chair, having her on his lap, seeing the hunger in his eyes, ran a chill down her spine.

'Are you sure this is what you want princess'

her heart pounded, thinking about what he said, his tounge licking his lips, hypnotized her, nodded her head bashfully, the feminine urge to look at him for a second, then looking at any part of his body besides his eyes, before going back to his beautiful green gems again.

"Yes. yes, I do."

With a soft lip bite, his smile. Bringing one of his hands to the crook of her neck, pulling her head closer, until his lips barely touched hers.

"I won't bite to much" he spoke against her lips. Slowly bringing her into a kiss. But this time it was different. It was filled with desire. As his eyes closed small thoughts popped into his mind.

I should probably put her on the bottom, so she doesn't feel anything or put my hand.

with that in mind. He stood up one more time, laying her down on the chair so that her back was against it. That way he was able to lean over, not touching her body as much with his to hide the obvious.