Cuteness Overload

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I stood up immediately, when I saw him walking towards me. 

He must have saw me blush, because he had a cheeky grin illustrated across his perfect, tanned and smooth face. I love that. But it makes me more shy and embarrassed. Why does my body doesn't work the way it should? I am really fucked at controlling myself in situations like this.

"What is the matter, my princess? Something bothering you?" His voice didn't drip with sarcasm, it was very mesmerising for me to listen to.   

The only thing was bothering me is that why weren't we holding hands? Why weren't we kissing? Why weren't we together?

I stopped. I didn't want to think these wild thoughts approaching me from the wrong directions.

"Come with me, Princess Ashley, I would like to ask you something....somewhere private." He had the same cheeky, mischievous smile, encouraging reckless thoughts into my dark and dirty mind.

I followed him, through the dark alley-like corridors, his magnificent robes flowing smoothly behind him. I wanted his embrace, like, now.

He had reached an abandoned office, with papers and documents packed into green file cabinets, there was a desk, and Akhmenrah sat on the stiff wooden chair, leaving me the revolving, comfy one. I sat, when he gestured me to do so.

"I know this may not be the best place to talk" looking around the junk we were situated in, "but it is quiet"

I simply nodded.

"Well," he leaned closer, making the chair creak, almost shriek. "I just..wanted to say....I want to be with you" he merely whispered the last part. But I heard it. And it made me smile.

"I think you are very pretty," he outstretched his right hand, casually fingering a lock of my hair, that had sprung lose. "I don't really care if you live as a peasant, or a aristocrat. It you're heart that matters most to me, and your eyes have shone that pure, innocent light....right at me "

I blushed at his perfect poetry. He was not only the hottest, tall, dark haired guy I was searching for. He was also the best at pleasing a girl, inside out.

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