Papa Emeritus III x Reader [Short Story]

~"First Encounter" part. 2 ♡

A cold breeze went through my hair, and I felt a chill run down my spine. That's when I realized I wasn't in the local anymore, but in the street walking toward a black limousine, where Papa was escorting me with his hand still warm in mine.

I was so absentmindedly admiring him since he started walking, I didn't notice the way we took or the change of our surroundings, 'till it was too obvious.

Papa opened the door of the luxurious car and guided me in by the hand, then he entered the car himself, sitting at my side.

When the limousine started moving, a sense of awareness took over me and I felt a bit worried and anxious about the whole situation. Questions were starting to fully fill my head and my body began to tremble a little, but I soon felt warmth again, sensation that made my nerves to relax and my tensed muscles to loosen. I closed my eyes and breathed to the fullest.

-My darling.. - he whispered in my ear -don't be worried...-

His hand was holding mine, once again. His fingers interlined between mine. He was calming my body just with a simple touch. It was like magic.

-We are going to spend a magnificent night together, just the two of us... You have nothing to be worried or scared about.- he whispered again, caressing the back of my hand.

I opened my eyes, feeling a new peaceful sensation.

He was looking at me, admiring my face. His other hand slid through my hair, resting on the back of my neck. His body made pressure on the seat, and he bent over me, pausing a few inches from my face.

My eyes were immersed in his. I couldn't move nor almost breathe. I felt the skin of my neck boiling under his touch.

-How come am I not able to resist you any longer?-

I could feel his warm breath on my lips. His whispered voice made my heart increasing its pulse.

-..However..-

His lips slowly approached mine. I could already feel the touch, but the kiss I was expecting didn't arrive. Instead, he pecked on the corner of my mouth, still so close to my lips but not completely and he rested there a bit longer.

-It would be ungrateful to you, to not even reach our destination first.-

I didn't get the meaning of those words right away. I was feeling numb. My heart was throbbing so fastly I thought I would have died of a stroke. My chest was almost hurting because of it.

My eyes were wide open and my lips slightly parted; it probably was my reaction that caused a little chuckle to escape Papa's lips.

"You're so pure" I swear I heard him murmur, almost to himself, in my trance state.

He pulled away but rested his body close and his hand still in mine.

We remained like that, in silence, for the rest of the brief ride.

The limousine stopped in front of a tall building, which seemed to be a 5 stars Hotel.

We got off the car and entered the palace. I followed Papa through the whole building until he stopped in front of a huge white door. He opened it with a brief movement of his hand, holding a glossy card, then he stepped aside and looked at me.

-Well.. after you, ma chérie.- he bowed a little, outstretching his arm toward the chamber.

I nodded slightly my head and entered cautiously.

The suite was extremely luxurious and spacious. I had never seen anything like that before. I immediately noticed a huge terrace, right behind a stained-glass door. Even from that distance, I could admire an incredible full view of the city, coloured lights in plain sight.