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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈 -𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧?

Amara Scarlet

                      "Majesty?" I heard him call followed by three knocks making me sigh– I clearly knew who owns that voice. "I don't need visitors" I utter coldly as my focus remained on my writing– it's satisfying how the pen inked the paper smoothly, feels like dancing with my hand along with my thoughts. Heard the door open, "Majesty" he called once again making me irritated, my hands slammed on the door making the things on my table end up floating then burned eventually. Glancing at the man, his gaze just followed the ashes falling from the air, clearly amused. Narrowing my eyes, I crossed my arms as I leaned back on my chair, "Do you have any death wishes?" I asked. The man's eyes darted on mine as he flashed a warm smile, revealing the dimple on both of his cheeks, "You're too hot-headed" he said as he chuckled softly. My eyebrows raised from his statements, like, how can he be so casual to it? Isn't he scared that I might turn him into ashes? Or a goat? Or maybe an ant then stepped on him instantly?

Letting an annoyed sigh, "I can turn you into–", "Ashes? Goat? Ant?" he interrupted, cutting me off from completing my words. Staring at him in disbelief, there's a moment of silence before he spoke again, "I told you, I'm not scared of you" he said as he made his way towards. A sudden knife flew towards him, but he immediately dodged it, ending up the knife landing into a wall, "One step and it'll be you." I threatened as I tilted my head, moving my gaze down on his black shoes as I waited for him to immediately retreat, yet, the man has 9 lives, he just shrugged it off as he stepped in once again making my eyebrows raised. An axe flew behind him, next was an arrow with poison on it beside him then a large sword from the ceiling but he just maintained his pace and successfully dodged them all as they all landed in the wall and floor. Finally, he reached my table, towering over it. My eyes scanned his form, disappointed that he didn't get any bruises nor a wrinkle on his suit making me roll my eyes in annoyance. "You're no fun" I sigh in disbelief. A chuckle came out from his mouth as soon as I said, "Are you upset that I'm not dead?" He asked, making me raise my eyebrows, considering his question a 'fact', I simply shrugged my shoulders as I nodded, "Close one" I replied.

Exhaling, I glanced up to the man, "What do you want now, Eros?" I asked, a smile immediately appeared on his lips as soon as he heard his name from my lips. He put his hand on his chin and the other was on his waist as he looked up, it seemed like he's thinking, making me scoff, "So behemoths can think?". Hearing that, he immediately looked at me, acting as if he's hurt making me chuckle, "Unbelievable" I muttered under my breath as I looked away, fixated my sight on the weapons he dodged.

This man is not a normal one, come to think of it, those weapons released and fly so fast to the point that even if you got stabbed by it, you'll never feel it or notice it until you're bleeding or gasping for air.

Shrugging from my thoughts, I glanced at him, raising my eyebrows as I caught him looking along with that smile again. "What?" I asked, snapping him, the boy didn't even dare to look away. He let out a sigh as he shooked his head, "Your smile is just...hypnotising" He uttered, his voice is...affectionate. Noticing his eyes soften, with his iris dilated, I scoffed, "You dare to say that? Do you have any death wis–", "Yes, if it'll be you that will curse me, I'm willing to volunteer." I was taken back by his responses making me let out a sigh, "You're unbelievable" I replied as I eyed him up and down, giving him a degrading look, clearly showing him as if I really meant it. However, the man seems unbothered by it, "I like you" he confessed out of nowhere, that smile of his never left his lips as if it's tattooed to be there–I don't like it..I really don't as everytime he does that, I just end up thinking about it and it makes me feel bizarre feelings, a nostalgic one. I just remained staring at him, clenching my hands as my heart started to beat rapidly like how it used to be whenever we met.

Rising up from my seat, I marched towards him as I held him by the collar, "What are you doing?" I glared, tightening my grip on him. His eyes met mine again sending me unusual feelings, my body starts to act bizarre as I start to feel something lingering in my stomach. For the first time, I felt nervous especially when I found us this close, "Speak up!" I screamed, angrily as I tried to push the thoughts building up in my mind. I scoffed as he just looked down at me, not even making a sound, I can even feel him stopping himself from breathing, "Nonsense" I grumbled as I was about to depart from him but to my surprise, both of his hands snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to him and almost closing the gap between us to the point that I can feel his heavy breathing. Both of my hands trapped between us, only preventing our bodies from getting closer, with my eyes wide, I remained looking at him and the same as he.

"G-get off of me!" I managed to utter as I tried to push him, struggling from his strong grip, but he just remained still. My throat felt dried up as he got closer, the intensity of his eyes increased the same as the temperature in this room, "I said get off of m–" I interrupted when I felt his lips smashed on mine, successfully stopping me from completing my sentence. Though how many times I pushed him, the kiss just got more and more intense until..I didn't know what happened. My eyelids get heavier forcing me to close it as I melt into the kiss. One of his hands trailed up to my hair as he gently caressed it before pulling me closer as he deepened the kiss, our lips synchronizing with each other sending pleasure on my system making me want more.

How come wrong things are pleasurable?

...

As I finally gained consciousness, I opened my eyes as I blinked a few times in order to adjust the blurriness of my sight. Wandering my sight around, I found myself in my room, on the soft mattress of my bed along with the embrace of..

"Eros?" I utter as my eyes set on his form– his hair is in a mess with him still sleeping. Looking down, I found him half naked making my eyes widened.

No...it can't be.