~Part 7~

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Chapter 7- Excepted *Warning: This chapter contains sexual content*


                            "Sir Meliodas, is there any particular destination you have in mind?" Elizabeth asked as she walked alongside him. They had been traveling for three weeks now, and they both knew that mating season was in just a few days. Because of this, Meliodas had been distancing himself as to avoid losing control. Right now, however, his darkness had settled down enough where they were able to walk hand-in-hand. Meliodas glanced up at her with a smile as he heard her question.

"Well, not really. Although, we should probably start heading away from villages and populated areas soon. Let's stop at the next town for some rations, then head off the path." He suggested. Elizabeth merely nodded, following his lead. It was nice, getting to travel alone with Meliodas like this. She definitely felt closer to him, as they had more time to simply talk. And they would talk for hours. And she would love every second of it.

Still, she felt bad for Meliodas. She could see the toll holding back his darkness was taking on him. All this would be over already if she wasn't so... nervous. But what would you expect? She's a princess; she's always been sheltered. Sex was something nobody ever talked about, especially around her. It was known about, of course. She knew Veronica and Griamore were doing it, and she imagined the same went for Margaret and Gilthunder. She knew her sisters were doing it... but she didn't know anything about what it involved. Just that it was inappropriate for a princess to partake in such actions until she was wed.

Well, there was one other thing she'd heard. From a maid, whispering to another maid, unaware that she was nearby. And this was the reason why Elizabeth was so nervous. The maid said that it hurt... and that she bled after. And then she said that the man just left her, having got what he wanted.

She knew Meliodas wouldn't do something like that to her, not the leaving part, anyways. But she was still worried. The hurting part... she could probably handle that. She did have healing abilities, after all. But she didn't know what she would do if Meliodas just left her the moment he got what he wanted.

"You're thinking too much." Meliodas' voice pulled her from her thoughts. She looked down at him and found him wearing that smirk of his. "Don't worry so much, Elizabeth." He didn't know quite what she was worried about, but he had an idea. "As long as I'm by your side, you have nothing to worry about." He promised her, and he smiled when she relaxed at his words and gave him a small smile.

"I trust you."

One day later found the couple setting up camp in the forest. Meliodas decided they were far enough away from humans, and he didn't want to risk traveling any further when Mating season was just in three days. He was beginning to feel the pull to mate strongly now, and it was taking a lot of energy to keep himself in check.

All his effort, however, flew out the window when Elizabeth got a splinter while gathering wood. He was quick to come to her aid and expertly remove the splinter. But the second the smell of her blood reached his nose his darkness thrashed in its cage. He should have left then, but he stayed. His next mistake was looking up at Elizabeth, who was pouting at her sore finger as she tried to heal it.

He couldn't help himself in that moment. She looked so adorable, and her pink, pouty lips were just begging for a kiss. Ignoring the fact that his darkness was already surfacing, he leaned in for the kiss, taking the princess off guard. She hesitated only a moment before kissing him back. It was a slow, deep, delicious kiss that had both drowning in passion... before Meliodas lost himself.

Elizabeth let out a soft mewl as the kiss suddenly turned dominating. Meliodas vaguely realized his grip on her waist was becoming stronger than she could handle, so he moved his hand to rest on the tree behind her as he deepened the kiss. She gave into him so sweetly, clinging to his shoulders as her knees became weak. As she let out a soft, sweet moan, Meliodas' grip on the tree tightened. There was a loud crack as the tree snapped in half from his powerful grip, the break going straight up the center of the tree into the canopy.

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