Silver Bound

number 2

"Venus? Is that really you?" the first thing I really noticed was Mavens voice, it was deep and held its own sort of sensual silky undertone. His cold eyes were so intensely fixated on my appearance it was as if he was trying to solve an impossible jigsaw puzzle as his eyes flickered up and down my figure, but the only thing that truly distracted all train of thought other than his sharp jawline and high cheekbones that he had since childhood was his pearly white teeth that had caught his slightly chapped lips between. His overall stance was powerful and radiated a sort of aura that drew me in and refused to let go, it was undoubtedly distracting and had caused my voice to disappear for longer than I had intended.

After clearing my voice and refocusing my eyes to a more appropriate place, his eyes rather than his lips, "Maven-" I caught myself and quickly corrected myself upon realizing that we were no longer close childhood friends that would greet each other with a back breaking hug that would usually end in a pile of limbs and the sound of echoing laughter. "Pardon me. Yes your Majesty, it is indeed I" my hands darted to the silk of my dress and pulled it far apart, making sure it didn't split or reveal too much of my bare legs, into a formal curtsy with my head dipped down low. If I was being honest, I wasn't a fan of curtsying to anyone but this was the prince, whether he was my old best friend or not, I was supposed to show my utmost respect to any royal family member especially the youngest prince.

But as I dipped down in the few seconds where my head was tilted to gaze at the ground, Maven had taken quick strides to reach me and reach down with his thumb and forefinger to grasp my chin firmly and tilt my head back up allowing my eyes to take in every nonexistent imperfection on his face, it seemed almost unfair to have to stand so close to a literal statue that had been carved out of pristine marble without the risk of my knees giving out, allowing me to collapse before his feet. "Please, Venus do not curtsy for me. I don't recall this type of greeting when we were children, do you?" Oh that voice, forget curtsying, that voice alone could command me to drop to my knees in an instant.

"No, no I do not recall anything like that happening. But my lord, those were many years ago, I have changed- we have changed" Finally my voice returned to its sharp undertones and regained its velvety sound, I hated being intimidated in any sort of way because even though my expressions and body won't show, my voice shows my weakness, I despise my own weakness as much as any silver would. I slowly rose to my full height and came to the thankful realization that I was not even a head shorter than Maven, we were always reasonably close in height as children but I never used to take notice of it, but now it makes me feel not only powerful to be able to gaze into his cold yet beautiful eyes without straining my neck like most woman loved to do, but happy that there was one thing that hadn't changed between us.

Maven's eyes lit up in a way that caused my blood to rush as said eyes freely roamed my frontal profile with parted lips. Lips that could be used in such delicious ways, lips that could command and order, lips that I would- my train of thought had to be detained before it inspired certain actions. "My dear, you have indeed changed. And so have I. In ways that I believe you will find quite, enjoyable, and if not enjoyable then-" He leaned in closer and brought his delectable lips to my crystal adorned ear, "Enticing".

My heart froze and my entire body seemed to have flushed from the sensual voice, how could this be the little boy that I used to spar with of an afternoon into the dead of night. My hands produced more sweat than normal and grew uncomfortably clammy as his lips barely brushed against the lobe of my ear, it seemed oddly erotic. "My lord-" His eyes blazed in a cold fury before he snapped "Call me by my name!" He blinked a few times and sighed as his hand buried itself in his ink black hair and brushed it further back, "Please Venus, we've been companions for years, address me as you would all those years ago" I've never heard a prince beg for something so small as a name before, in those couple of seconds I could see Maven as he used to be but he left as fast as he came. "You're right. I apologize for my careless words" My voice was strong but my heart felt as light as a feather as my eyes dove into the blistering blue of Mavens eyes, they were always so beautifully dangerous and alluring. "Maven.. I've missed you" I really did, I spent years just wishing to see him, I dreamt about having one more spar, one more laugh, just one more.

His smirk broke me out of my thoughts and made my legs tingle, "Me too" Mavens eyes glided over my face almost longingly, but his expression was hard to read. We stood in silence for a few seconds but I didn't have enough time to react before his arms suddenly were wrapped around me like two pythons, his head was buried into the crook of my jeweled neck, his lips brushed against the bare skin causing a warm sensation to travel down into my abdomen. My statue like posture slowly melted like ice on a warm day and slowly my arms snaked around Maven's back, he was a lot broader now but slim enough for my hands to interlock behind him.

My mind was racing with thoughts of all kinds mostly screaming for me to let go but I couldn't, it felt too good, our bodies pressed together so perfectly. His warm breath fanned my skin and his hands gripped my sides as if letting go would mean loosing me forever, the touch was so foreign yet so natural. My hands found themselves bunching up the fabric of his black tunic underneath his black and red royal cape, the tunic was made of fine material that clung to Maven's form nicely, outlining every muscle on his torso deliciously. I seriously had to keep my thoughts in check, and my eyes from wandering to more dangerous parts of his godly figure. "You smell divine my dear" I heard the smirk before I felt it just from the way he spoke so closely to my ear but nonetheless I let out a small laugh and slowly detached myself from Maven before I decided not to let go, the look on his face seemed to be a mixture of emotions but the only thing I could identify was annoyance. "What do you mean? Its probably my-" I'd never been cut off so quickly by a look but Maven's eyes caught mine like a rabbit in a snare "No, it's a certain scent. Like-" His long fingers grasped a strand of my hair and lifted it to his pointed sharp nose and began to inhale with his painfully alluring eyes shut, "Like the first night of winter, mixed with-" He dropped the strand and watched as it fell back to pool over my shoulder. Maven's hand drifted down to capture the back of my wrist, he used the same actions as before and brought my wrist to his nose. Lips brushed against a pressure point suddenly bringing me to the uneasy awareness that this gorgeous man was dangerous and having his hands anywhere on my body would be the equivalent of being in a room full of fire pits ready to catch aflame, but alas even with those circumstances something made me feel like having his hands on me was the safest thing in the universe.

"Roses, it's the most delectable thing I've ever smelt, I feel as if I must have more" His eyes reopened and caught my gaze, he tilted his head up enough to brush his lips over the base of my wrist. I couldn't take it, his eyes gazing into my own through his eyelashes with a look of pure hunger, his grip now shifted to the back of my hand, even his stance was overwhelming. Maven hummed deep in his throat and let go of my hand, allowing it to fall back, "Perhaps later" He murmured without breaking eye contact as he adjusted his position, "Let me show you to your new chambers, I truly hope you like it" Gone was the devilish smirk as it was replaced with a friendly smile, but his eyes, they stayed the same. How did he manage to change from devious and positively erotic to kind and lighthearted in a split second like that?

"Follow me"