Red

38. The Front Lines

y'all i decided to draw a little bit and this is just a little peek at what i'm working on! ;) ISNT SCARLETT SO BEAUTIFUL?! there's more to the picture then this! coming soon...

this chapter was so fun to write. i think this may have been my absolute favorite chapter to write idk

and y'all... red reached #59 in romance a few days ago! do you know how many romance books there are on this app and we got 59th PLACE?! i love you all. thank you so much for allowing such a wonderful dream to continuously come true.

VOTING/QUESTION TIME: who's your favorite character? comment on the name!

~Scarlett
~Rome
~Viana
~Kail
~Isra
~Fareoh (my current favorite)
~Xael
~Iliana / Persephone

any others i didn't name? comment them here!

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If it weren't for Rome's still-healing wound and my constant concern, things between us would've escalated far out of anyone's control.

     He had my body pinned beneath his, and the only thing separating us were thin layers of clothes. After I had asked him to kiss me, he obliged, and didn't stop there to my dismay.

"Rome, your wound—" I yelp in surprise when his hands slip beneath my nightgown and skim over my undergarments.

     He groans against my neck in protest and continues his swift assault. Moving back over to my lips, I have to hold back a breathy moan as he coaxed me with his tongue, enticing everything inside of me to just oblige with him. But I couldn't. I didn't want his wound to rip open by doing... Sensual acts.

     Pressing my palms against his chest, I force him to pause and look at me. His eyes were clouded with lust as his gaze traveled over my face, probably taking in the flush of my cheeks and my parted lips.

    "Rome, no." The words sounded vile from my mouth when all I wanted to do was allow him to have his way with me, but making sure he came back to full health was my first priority.

     "Scarlett, please. I've missed you..." His head falls back into my neck, and his next words send an electric current down my spine as he says them softly in my ear, "So much."

     It didn't help that as he said that he ground his hips against mine, the friction causing my toes to curl and a moan to escape my lips. His hands climbed farther up my back, finding the clasp of my cotton bra. My body was aching with need and my core was boiling hot, begging, pleading—

     "Your Majesty—"

     Rome climbed off of me so fast that it took all but one blink and I was currently staring at the ceiling, face terribly hot and my breaths coming so quickly that my chest ached.

     "Yes?" He has moved back to where he was previously laying, his face masked of any expressions he had made seconds ago as a young woman came up to the bed, a tin of medicine in her hands.

     "I brought you a healing salve. Would you like me to apply it, Your Majesty?" She asks softly, cheeks reddening as she no doubt saw a moment of our... exchange.

     "Scarlett can do it, but thank you." Rome takes the tin from her hands and passed it over to me, a blank expression on his face. The handmaiden bows deeply before quickly scampering away, the door clicking shut behind her.