Sancoeur To Agreste (18+)

Our Time Alone

Mayura gasped at his sentence, she blushed a dark shade of blue and her mind started to swirl.

'Why tonight? Why now? Are we going on a date? When did he get the free time to do this? Why is he inviting me out? Aren't I his assistant? Am I more than that? W-What's happening!??'

Mayura's heart started to pound inside her chest as Hawkmoth just smiled at her.

Mayura realized that Hawkmoth's arms were still around her waist and as efficiently as she could, she grabbed them and set them at his sides. Hawkmoth smirked devilishly and teasingly slipped his hands around her waist again, Mayura was completely taken by surprised by this but focused when she heard Hawkmoth's voice pick up and ask.

"Now, since we're both transformed, would you like to go out with me?"

Mayura was still very confused, the tips of her fingers dug into her palms, she gathered all the courage she had and looked to the side, she asked him in a shaky voice.

"Like a...date?"

When she looked back up, Hawkmoth was still smiling. Mayura expected to receive an answer, as she always did when talking to him but now, silence filled the room. Instead of receiving an actual response Hawkmoth just tighten his grip on her waist, took her in his arms bridal style, and leaped for the window.

The window casually opened, letting them both through and Mayura smiled as Hawkmoth gently carried her. She felt so calm in his arms.

Most of the buttons to Hawkmoth's purple coat were beginning to unclasp, neither of them seemed to realise. Once all his buttons were unclasped, Mayura decided to wrap both her arms around Hawkmoth and accidentally slid them into his coat.

Her eyes widened, she felt around inside. It was warm, almost too warm, so warm that it almost felt hot. Her hands trailed lower and she felt his chest through his shirt. As fast as she ever could, her hands pulled back and she began breathing profusely. Slowly, her eyes drifted up to Hawkmoth's face, he was focusing on what was ahead of them.

Mayura grinned and snuggled her face into his shirt, it felt so warm, it smelt so lovely, she began to wonder what type of deodorant or perfume he used because she never wanted to leave it.

As her head was comfortably buried in his coat, now resting against his shirt, Hawkmoth looked down at Mayura and began to think about how grateful he was that he had a mask that covered his entire face, because if he didn't Mayura would see the most bright red face right now.

Mayura soon became numb to all things around her, she felt at peace while being pressed against him like this, it made her feel so sleepy, so she gave in and drifted into a nap that she knew wouldn't last long but at least she could enjoy this moment.

Hawkmoth felt short breaths escaping Mayura's mouth, they were warm, and her warmth seemed to have filled his shirt, making him morph into a dark shade of red.

He could tell Mayura was asleep because he could feel that every muscle in her body was relaxed.

The Eiffel tower was now in view and they were approaching it fast.

Since the elevator had stopped, it was now 8:22 pm. Hawkmoth smirked as he saw people leaving the Eiffel tower, preparing to go home, making space for him and Mayura.

Hawkmoth intended on answering Mayura's question when they got to the Eiffel tower. After that, it was time to get romantic with her.

Mayura has been working so hard, but she's also very sick. Hawkmoth wanted to take her out so he could ease her mind, for once!

Hawkmoth finally came to a stop. They had arrived at the Eiffel tower. He attempted to wake up Mayura.

"My dear Mayura, we're here"