( MINE ).
Ah —– his laugh made her melt. It sounded like the echo of a church choir ringing softly in her ears. Angelic, moving, something holy to be worshipped. She had never felt so weakened by another person before, even her past relationships which were all just awkward fumbling ( none of them held a candle to Oliver ).
The gentle brush of his fingers against her cheek made her heart skip a beat, a small gasp hitched in her throat at the unexpected touch. This was still very new to her. Not being in a relationship but, rather, the effect he had on her. She wasn’t used to her voice sounding so broken, so quiet — usually bellowing in the gym hall, standing tall but here she buckled, willingly, under his spell.
He was so powerful, she had to wonder if he even knew.
Annie craved yet more kisses as he pulled away, eyes falling to his lips & her expression nothing short of longing. Her lips tingled, wanting, wanting him. Instinctively, she leans in but does not kiss him yet. Instead, she rests her forehead gently against his own, her attention drifting up to his eyes, losing herself there as she spoke, quietly.
“ I don’t mind… ” Her fingers still worked diligently against his scalp, rubbing with a hint more pressure now at the top of his neck. She wanted him to feel good, and moreover, she wanted to be the reason. “ I don’t mind if you get spoiled, ” A feather light —- almost hesitant —- kiss is pressed to his eyelid, matching the adoration she ( thought she ) felt radiating off him. “ yo–you’re allowed to act spoiled with me, I’ll try to… S–Sate your hunger. ”
A promise that made her flush to her ears, squeezing her eyes shut as she kissed him — on the lips! — harder and bold and firm and yet still somehow nervous. Pulling away, her lips parted ( still tingling, still wanting ) as she glanced at him shyly. “ I know what it feels like to be… Hungry for someone… ”
SO NAIVE.
many people had fallen under oliver’s spell. what a beautiful sight to behold, it was, when they opened up for him. for annie, seeing her so softened. so utterly infatuated & fallen for his charms -------- it took a little more effort than normal for him to shoot down the twisted curl of his lips.
no no. her prince would NEVER be so outwardly devilish.
& HER WORDS ! oh ----- how oliver let his eyes shut close & a soft moan escape his lips. such words did nothing more than to stroke his ego. A LUCKY KING HE WAS ! to stumble upon such a submissive subject. what a treasure. what a prize.
‘ is that so ? ’ he hums, wrapping his arms around her waist to tug her close so she could sit on his lap. he glances up, a teasing smile resting on his face, as he caught her looking at his lips. more. she wanted more. she was addicted. addicted to him. to what he could give her.
marvelous. absolutely arousing.
‘ that’s so dirty, annie. ’ he pretends to be shocked , letting a gasp fall from his lips. ‘ to think you were so perverted. . . i had no idea. ’ he’s smirking now, mischief dancing in his ( cold ) eyes as he ran his thumb along her bottom lip.
‘ are you hungry for me, annie ? ’ his voice gets deeper, huskier, as his thumb continues to gently stroke her bottom lip. her flush was so apparent. so beautiful --------------- because he had made her flush. her reactions both physical & emotional ----------- WERE ALL FOR OLIVER. & what an intoxicating sight it was to behold. to see her defenses wither away to ashes before his eyes.
BEAUTIFUL.
he leans forward, till their lips almost touch, and he whispers, ‘ i’ll let you have a bite, if you say yes. ’
