One King

| Chapter 7 |

!WARNING!

EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT

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With that, Scorpius pressed his lips to hers, his body falling on top of hers completely, and his hands cupped her face, her blonde hair threaded through his fingers. He hungrily bit at her lips, Rose moaning beneath him. They fell into ecstasy, all those years of tension between them were released and they were free. Scorpius' fingers angled her head and he pressed his lips harder against hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth. Rose's legs fell open as Scorpius' body fell between and she wrapped them around his waist, bringing her closer to him. Her hands wrapped around his back, her nails digging into the cloth and skin. Scorpius, suddenly, pulled away and he looked down at his childhood friend with lust, "I'm warning you, Rose. I'm not here to make love to you; I am not that type of god. I will hurt you and use you as my toy. I will fuck you," Rose's eyes flashed brilliantly as he said this, "I promise you, though, that I will treat you with respect when I do so, and if I go too far, you can simply walk away," his hands gently smoothed over Rose's high cheek bones, "I've loved you for a long time, Rose. I've wanted you like this, to feel your skin against mine and my name screaming from your lips," he kissed her lips gently, "I've always loved you, Rose. Please, tell me you feel the same," he begged her and she smiled up at him.

"I love you too, Scorpius," Rose responded, her hands running soothingly down his back, "And I want you as you want me," Rose sealed her words with a rough kiss to his lips, "I'm yours," she whispered against his lips.

Scorpius growled and quickly grabbed her by the waist. Picking her up, he placed her so they lay in the bed the right way, her head landing on his pillow. Rose gasped into his mouth as he sealed their lips again. Taking his hands, he traveled down from her face to her arms and finally to her hands. Taking them, he raised their arms above her head to the decorative bed post that made up his bed.

"Stay," he ordered her and he rose off her body. Slipping off the bed, he made his way over to one of the many wooden chests that lined his room and opened it. From the box he grabbed several silk scarfs of fabric, which he had stolen from the marketplace only months ago, and made his way back over to Rose. His silver eyes glowed with lust as he stared at the mortal upon his bed.

Rose was absolutely gorgeous, her blonde hair spread out around. Her arms were above her head and her chest heaved in her emerald chlamys which was rumpled at the bottom, showing her long tanned legs. He walked back over to her and took one of her hands, wrapping the silk around her wrists and tying them to the bed. Rose tested them and smiled at Scorpius in thanks for not tying them too tightly, just enough for her to slip out if she ever needed it. Scorpius nodded to her and then went to the other side of his bed, repeating what he did to the other wrist to the one in his own hand. Once finished, he crawled back on top of the bed, sitting between her legs.

His hands traveled up her legs, relishing in the breathy noises she was making as he took her chlamys up her body. He slowly came to a stop at her waist, his eyes landing on the dark, blonde curls surrounding her maidenhood. He gently touched the tops of her thighs with his fingertips and she shivered in delight beneath his touch. She recoiled though, all of the sudden, pulling her legs to her chest and staring at him with wide eyes.

Scorpius looked at her in confusion, "Rose, what-?"

She stood up from his bed, picking her chlamys up off the floor, "I'm sorry, my Lord," she never called him that and she turned her back to him, walking out his door quickly.   

"Rose, wait!" he called out to her, but she was gone.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I might change this scene... I'm not quite sure about it. Give feedback, please! I desperately need it for this chapter.