Forbidden Mania | 18+

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𝒜𝓇𝓈𝒽'𝓈 𝒫𝑜𝓋~

I couldn't help but look at her as she was fumbling with her keys. She has no idea what would've happened to me if something- no I don't even wanna think about it, but I can't stop myself from thinking about the consequences.

Suddenly her moments stopped, her eyes looking at me with such innocence that I lost my control and reached out, cupping her nape, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my fingers. There was still an echo of panic in my chest, a reminder of how close I'd come to losing her.

My thumb brushed the side of her neck, firm yet careful, as though she might break under my touch.

Her warm body pressed into mine. Gosh She is driving me crazy.

"Arsh-"

"Don't ever scare me like that again." I murmured, my voice coming out harsher than I intended. I didn't want to sound angry, but the thought of her in danger made my words come out rough, desperate.

"I-I won't." She stammered, effected by the proximity.

My grip tightened just a fraction, possessive, but gentle. And with a careful, hungry control, I leaned in and kissed her, capturing her lips in a way that held nothing back.

The kiss was rough, desperate, and deeper than I intended, but I couldn't bring myself to slow down. My thumb caressed her cheek as my other hand moved around her waist, pulling her close until there was no space left between us. Her soft gasp only spurred me on, every sound she made driving me further. Her hands clutched at my shirt, hesitant, but I could feel her giving in, matching my intensity despite her shyness.

But as I felt her melt into me, the kiss deepening, something inside me flared hotter, a warning. My control, already stretched thin, was slipping, and if I let it go, if I let myself sink too far, I didn't know if I'd be able to pull back. I broke the kiss abruptly, my breathing ragged as I gazed at her.

Both of us breathless, her cheeks flushed a lovely shade of red. I could see the wonder in her eyes, the shyness mixing with a spark of something new, something bold. But I know I needed to stop it, this is a line I can't keep crossing if I want to keep her safe from everything I feel.

Gently, I brushed my thumb along her cheek, my eyes lingering on her lips.

"Don't ever let me do that again, Mishka." I said, my tone rough but sincere.

"Because if you do." I leaned closer, my voice dropping to a whisper.

"I won't be able to stop at just a kiss." My words laced with warning.

Her face flushed deeper, and I couldn't help but smirk at her reaction, her shyness wrapping around her like a shield. She was silent, nodding with a slight smile, her gaze still lowered as if trying to collect herself. There was something undeniably captivating about her in this moment, and every part of me wanted to pull her in for another kiss, to keep her close. But I know better.

Clearing my throat, I stepped back slightly to give her room to breathe, to collect herself. She fidgeted nervously, her hands smoothing her dress, her gaze darting up to me before quickly lowering again. Her shyness was endearing, and it took all my self-control not to reach for her again.

I took the keys from her hand and opened the gate.

"Come on." I said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and steering her toward the couch. "You need to rest. And I'm not leaving until I'm sure you're okay."