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He was about to respond to her when he saw her shiver. The corner of his mouth turned up a slight bit more, "Are you cold? I could come in with you, you know... I could warm you up..." he smiled. Then looked up at the sky breifly, trying to be suggestive without being too obvious. He looked out of the corner of his eye at her momentarily ever so often, trying to measure a reaction.
Kyan had the most intense urge to get close, really close, to Fatima. He wasn't sure what was going on. It was like he wasn't himself, like he was an outsider watching his body from somewhere else. He slipped his shoes off, and then pulled his shirt from his body. Hanging around in the cell for so long had been kind to his body; not having much else to do meant he had more time to exercise, and his body was muscular in an attractive way, not a scary one- he was proportioned well and evenly toned. He moved slowly forward so his feet were in the water and mock shivered, "That is cold..." he chuckled slightly. He tilted his head a little to the right as he looked at Fatima. He desperately wanted her to just invite him in. The game was getting old. He knew she wanted him there, otherwise she wouldn't be outwardly shivering so often, she would be hiding it more. She wanted him there, it was obvious... and he wanted to be there. |
Fatima noticed him remove his clothing before he started to enter into the pool. Guess he wasn't going to take 'no' for an awnser, or even take well to her attempting to push him out...
"Erm... alright... I guess you can join me.." She said, blushing a bit. Though if he did anything funny... |
He smiled and laughed, "I'm only thinking of you, Princess." he said, which was oddly enough truer than one would think. He moved deeper into the water, closer to Fatima. He continued smiling as he got closer to her. It wasn't too long before he was only a few inches away from her. He lifted his hand from the water and brushed her shoulder lightly with the back of his fingers, "You've got goosebumps..." he said softly, "Are you sure you are alright...?"
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She could only watched as he closed in on her, until he was very close to her. She could only shudder lightly as she felt his fingers brush against her shoulder. "Of.. course I'm alright... but... It's just that you're not acting like yourself.."
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He looked at her with expression and a certain gentleness in his eyes, "What do you mean?" This time, he looked her straight in the eyes, not letting his eyes wander to the rest of her... though, he did have excellent periphreal vision- from the sides as well as top and bottom. He gently put both his hands on her shoulders, moving them gently against her skin, and only touching the tops of her arms, despite his impulses telling him to move elsewhere.
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"I mean.." She shuddered some more, feeling both hands on her shoulders as they moved around. "..You're acting strange..." She did notice the eye contact that he made with her, which made her even more nervous..
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He tilted his head again, looking at her with concern in his eyes now. He kept one hand on her shoulder, but moved the other to her cheek, stroking her face lightly, "What's wrong, Fatima?" he asked, rather demandingly. He could tell something was wrong, but wasn't sure what. Though... he couldn't help but notice how utterly attractive she looked right there. Surrounded by the water, her mouth slightly open, he felt himself instinctively leaning forward, closer to her. It was like his lips were magnetize to hers.
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Her eyes were partially open as well as her mouth, now, as the blush continued to form on her cheeks.. And as his face loomed closer to hers. "I..." She was about to speak up, but by that time...
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Before he knew it, his lips were against hers. Kyan had never kissed anyone and it felt so nice. He sighed lightly, leaning to her more, and moving his hand to the back of her head, stroking her hair lightly as he did so. He moved his body closer to hers, pulling her closer as well.
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"..." Her eyes were fully closed as he kissed her. For some odd reason, she was unable to resist him as he pulled her closer to him... so in turn, she put both arms around him with both hands on his back.
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When he felt her reciprocate the action, he pressed his lips to hers a bit rougher, but not too roughly. Moving the hand on her shoulder down to her waist, he kissed her still, taking her bottom lip between his two and then kissing her normally again. He moved back for a brief second, kissed her again, and then pulled away again to look at her, but not letting her go. He looked her in the eyes, his lips parted slightly as he tried to catch the breath she had stolen from him. He smiled a little, looking at her to see if she wanted to say anything now.
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She responded accordingly to the kisses, as she blushed deeper. Her hands started to rub his back a little as he continued to kiss her, before he pulled back to look at her. She started to pant a little herself, the blush still on her face. She then realized that he seemed to be waiting for her to speak...
"Did... Did you want this.. from me...?" She asked. |
He laughed a little, running his hand across her back and stroking her cheek with the other; his voice was gentle, still quiet and a bit low- the seductiveness still a hint in it, "What do you mean? Did you not want it?" he asked, searching her eyes. He found it hard to believe she wouldn't have, seeing as her reaction to him said the opposite. He moved his hand from her face down, running the tips of his fingers down the side of her neck and across her collarbone, touching very lightly, very gently, then left his hand to rest against the side of her neck, where her neck met her shoulders. He leaned chis face closer to her ear, "You do not like this; being close to me like this?" he asked in a whisper, in between some of the words, he brushed his lips gently against her cheek and her ear.
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"It's..." She shuddered lightly as she felt his fingers gently run across her neck... almost like he was taking care not to bruise her... though she also felt like he was experienced with those like her... or at least...
Then she began to feel his lips bushing against her ear, at which she blushed. "It's... not that I don't like it... It's that... I don't know what's gotten into you..." |
The last part hit him weird, because the fact was, he didn't know what had gotten into himself either. Kyan didn't dwell on it long however, he just laughed lightly, not making fun of her, but because it was a silly thing to say, "What does it matter?" he kissed below her ear, gently, and kissed lower with the next few kisses, "You don't want me to stop... do you?" he asked, moving the tips of his fingers across her collarbone again.
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She shuddered a bit, feeling his kisses and his touch. "It's not that I don't..." She told him once more. However, she was starting to get a bit disturbed that he was able to shrug off her question rather easily...
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"Then what is it?" he asked, moving away from her neck and back to kissing her gently and briefly once, before he allowed her to answer. Something in him was giving him these weird urges, and he couldn't tell what it was, but they were telling him he was taking things way to slow. He shrugged them off though, continuously, everytime they tried to plague him. Kyan may have been out of his mind at that point, but the teachings from his father about how a prince was supposed to act, especially when it came to intimacy, hadn't been driven from him yet.
...Not completely. This was beyond what he was supposed to be doing as well, but he couldn't help it. This feeling was driving him mad, and as though to not be crushed by it, he had to instinctually and subconsciously act on them a little bit. At that exactly point, he wanted to badly to keep going, but for some reason, he cared far too much for Fatima as a person to do that. Weird, considering he was planning on killing her soon anyway, but he wasn't even thinking about that at that point. |
"It's just... you're acting strange right now... Normally the farthest you've gone in affection was mere flattry, but this..." She blushed. "..This is... just rather... heavy...?" She didn't know how else to say that, but by her wording, it seemed she was somehow, albeit very subtly, encouraging him to keep going.
She did have a bit of a thing for him when they first met as well, but a few things were keeping her from displaying that attraction; first, she was supposed to only marry and love, if needed, those the royal family would recommend to her. Secondly, she was taught not to give herself away to men, since the celibacy and chastity of the queen was needed. And now, she felt herself torn; should she simply give into her attraction for him? Or should she try to push away...? |
Kyan moved away slightly, "Heavy?" he thought about it and moved away a bit further, feeling the new rush of cold over his body, which brought him slighlty back to reality, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I guess." he said, slightly offended that she was continuously calling him strange. He still had the same urges, but the cold water was beginning to affect him, bringing him a bit to reality, and yet, he still wanted the urges to continue being predominant.
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Fatima noticed him shiver, before she began to pull him gently out of the spring. "Look, how about we head out of this spring so that we can dry up..?" She asked him, as she was starting to look concerned...
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Kyan followed, not caring to be in the water any more anyways, "Good idea." he agreed verbally, wading out of the water with her. He stood on the shore when the reached it and grabbed what clothing he had removed and replaced in on his body. Kyan could hear the concern in Fatmia's voice, but didn't know whether it was for him or for herself. The urges still raged against him and his decision to keep his distance.
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Fatima began to clothe herself again as soon as she got out of the spring and dried up. Unbeknownst to her, however, the flowers that were surrounding the spring seemed to unleash an even stronger scent, as if realizing that something seemed to be off...
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As Kyan adjusted his clothes, he inhaled through his nose. Almost instantly he began to shiver again, but this time it was not from the cold. He closed his eyes hard. The urges of perversion seemed to be fighting him- back with a vengence. Kyan hoped that maybe if he didn't see or get too close to Fatima, maybe they would die down and back off. Just when he thought they were going to die out and disappear, and leave him alone, they came back even hard. "Ughhh!" he grunted through his teeth, grabbing his waist as though to hold himself back.
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"...?" Fatima looked over to see Kyan on his knees and holding onto himself. She then went over to him, against her better judgement, and kneeled down with him. "Kyan? What's the matter? Are you alright...?"
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((I wasn't on my knees, I was still standing. owo;; ))
He caught her scent, he could tell she was close. She wasn't close enough yet though, he could still fight it. The urges grew however, and he couldn't speak. These awkward urges were driving him crazy, especially with her so close... her scent was intoxicating. He feared if he looked at her, he would really lose control. |
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