After an exhausting week full of classes it was finally Saturday.

Two friends who were continuously working on a group project were at last done with it that was due on Monday.

"Finally done with this shitty crap, now that Baldy won't embarrass us in front of the whole damn class."

Verena said letting out a yawn. It was exhausting working on projects continuously after lazing around the whole semester's starting month.

"I agree but you shouldn't say that about our teacher Verena that's rude."

Asterin reminded her friend to be respectful towards her teacher.

Asterin and Verna were in their second year majoring in Business Administration. They became friends on the very first day of their college and had been inseparable since then.

"Yeah, whatever. What's so cool about him any way he can't even teach us properly like giving assignments is not your only work bruh, even after we work our asses off he won't appreciate it. Forget 'bout it why don't we go out tonight plus it's the weekend we can go out and enjoy ourselves finally. Like a reward. What say?"

Verena let out in full resentment towards her teacher.

"Umm...I don't know I have some chores to do."

"Oh shut it you can always do it later, lets enjoy ourselves a bit or do you want to grow old and tell your grandchildren that all you did in your youth was just chores and assignments you boring ahh women."

"Okay, fine, you manipulative little shit."

Asterin who was done with her loud friend grunted and finally agreed to Verena's nagging.

"And wear your most slutty dress we're going to a club. We'll leave at 9."

"Ughh fine. I have no idea why I'm still friends with you"

Asterin said rolling her eyes at her friend.

"Yeah because you love me now don't waste time and get ready you slow poke"

Saying that Verena went to her room to get ready and Asterin also started getting ready.

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After reaching the club Verena was very excited for the night while Asterin was getting anxious in such a loud place but she didn't said anything to her friend knowing that she really deserves a break.

Asterin glanced around the club watching youngster getting drunk and grinding their bodies on strangers. She felt chills run down her back. Being an Introvert can be troublesome but not for Asterin she enjoyed her me time and her only loud friend. Verena always insisted that she try to interact to people but she didn't felt comfortable.

They went to the bar to get drinks and after some shots Verena was already tipsy and was dancing with some guy on the dance floor. Asterin watched her friend with a gin and tonic in her hand finally enjoying herself after a tiresome week.

While getting another shot of gin and tonic Asterin felt someone's presence next to her but Asterin being an introvert didn't paid any attention to it. She was there just to enjoy the night with her friend but seems like Verena had some other plans.

"This is Nathan, and she is my best friend Asterin"

Verena came to Asterin introducing the guy she was just dancing with.

"Hi I'm Asterin. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Nathan. Umm....If you don't mind me asking what does your name means? I'm curious."

" No absolutely not. It means 'star'.

"Oh wow it's beautiful"

"Thanks"

"Umm Asterin come here for a sec.."

"Yeah"

"I don't know how to say this but......I kinda like Nathan and he wants to take me to his place...umm..I was thinking about you.."

"Its fine Verena I can take care of myself. You should go and have some fun and you said you also like him and I think he is a good guy so you should really go for it."

"Thank you so much I don't know what I did to have you in my life"

"Stop overreacting and go enjoy your life. I'll text you when I'll reach the dorm. Bye Nathan, Have fun."

"Bye-Bye"

Now Asterin was alone and enjoying her last drink she felt someone's gaze on her but couldn't find who's and she couldn't shake of the thought of someone looking at her but again she was in a club so it was possible someone could be looking. After a while her head started feeling a bit dizzy so she excused herself to the washroom. On her way she stumbled on a guy.

" Be careful babe. Where do you think you're heading to? Why don't you come and enjoy with me."

Asterin felt an unsettling sensation creeping over her as she tried to steady herself against the strange swirl of emotions and physical sensations. Her instincts screamed at her to flee, to escape the impending danger lurking beneath the surface of the seemingly innocuous invitation.

"I... I really have to go," she stammered, her words tinged with urgency. But her protests fell on deaf ears as the guy advanced, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"No." the guy interrupted her, moving closer to her, touching her cheek. Asterin looked up at him. "Stay with me." he gives her a manic grin, "Just until the drug wears off."

Panic gripped her as he uttered his chilling command, his grin sending a wave of unease washing over her. The cold grip of dread tightened in her stomach, signaling the imminent threat

Asterin's body felt a sudden shock as if icy water had been poured over her, plunging her into a nightmarish haze. Her mind struggled to regain control, but her movements became sluggish and unresponsive.

"What do you mean... drugs?" she managed to utter, her voice trembling with fear.She desperately hoped that his words were just a cruel joke, that he would laugh it off and admit he was too intoxicated for such nonsense. But deep down, she knew the truth was far from kind.

The man's laughter sent a wave of disgust through Asterin as he dared to touch her body. She mustered all her strength to remove his hand, but his grip was overpowering, and the effects of alcohol made her resistance feeble.

Suddenly, she felt herself being snatched away, her body falling into the protective embrace of someone else.

"Who do you think you are, touching what's mine?" a voice thundered, filled with righteous anger.

As the guy caught a glimpse of her defender, the assailant's face twisted with profanity-laden fury, and he fled from the scene.

Tears streamed down her face as she clung to her rescuer, seeking solace and safety. His warm hands enveloped her, offering a comforting shield as he gently smoothed down her disheveled hair.

Finally, she mustered the courage to look up and release her grip, grateful for the presence of this caring guardian.

"What have you done to yourself Love?" The stranger whispered to her in a hushed voice.

Seeing her condition, he couldn't bear to leave her alone. So he brought her to his place. She tugged at her clothes and whimpered continuously. This caught his attention, and he gazed at her distressed state, asking what was happening to her.

"Please, I need help," she choked out as tears streamed down her face once again. She felt like she was on the verge of exploding, with pain throbbing all over her body - her chest, arms, feet, and head..."Hey, can you hear me?""It's so hot... I feel so hot... please make it stop." She opened her mouth, but no words came out, just a faint breath. Her body tensed up, her grip weakened, and she slumped over with a soft groan.

All strength had drained from her body as she collapsed.Something was off. The heat was intensifying. With every passing moment, she grew hotter, struggling to catch her breath. Initially, she thought it was the exhaustion creeping back after all the running, but it only worsened...

"You!" he muttered under his breath as he knelt down. Sensing her rising body temperature, he scolded himself for not realizing something was amiss.At his soothing touch, Asterin let out a groan. Despite his own body temperature naturally being higher than hers, this was no ordinary situation, and his body now felt cooler in comparison.

"What did you eat?" she heard him inquire, and the image of the Gin and Tonic glass flashed in her mind...

She remembered the presence she felt when she was having her drink.

"Bar... the drink..." She whispered, she was beginning to see black spots...

He couldn't understand at first but then it clicked to him that her drink might would have been spiked.

She kept wriggling and whimpering asking to help her. Of course he cant do anything to her when she was under the influence of drugs. He kept denying but then she started crying in pain.

They finally reached his place and he carried her to his bed.

"It burns please help me"

She looked at him with eyes full of tears.

"Fuck this shit"

He cursed and slammed his lips on her.

When his lips pressed down onto hers, she closed her eyes. He lightly kissed her tightly closed mouth a few times and then gently sucked on her lower lip. He pulled away for a moment.

"Open your lips."

He murmured a command in a hushed tone. Her breath hitched in her throat, nerves drying it out. A rosy flush crept across her face as she faltered, but finally, her lips parted slightly. A hint of amusement danced in his eyes for a moment. Then, their lips met in a firm press, a soft touch entering her mouth.

His tongue explored the interior of her mouth with a smooth caress. He traced a leisurely path around her teeth and grazed the sides of her cheeks. A jolt of pleasure shot through her as their tongues met. With a whisper-thin separation of their lips, he spoke.

"You taste like Gin."

Asterin felt a burning heat rise to her cheeks. A low moan escaped her throat. The gentle kiss intensified, the heat rising. His initially tender tongue suddenly delved deeper, and as he continued to stimulate a sensitive spot, her hands unconsciously clenched the bedsheets. He left her breathless, pushing her to her limits. Then, he pulled back slightly, allowing her to catch her breath before returning to the kiss.

Their kisses continued in this manner for many more rounds. Asterin's shoulders, tense from nervousness, gradually relaxed. His kisses, now sweet and comforting, eased her anxiety. When he finally broke away from a particularly long kiss, Asterin gasped softly for air. It felt like they had already shared more than enough, even with just this.

The urgency in his movements was evident as he tossed his clothes aside. He swiftly undressed her, revealing the smooth expanse of her pale skin. The delicate slope of her shoulders, the graceful curve of her collarbone, her breasts, soft and inviting like whipped cream, and the slender line of her waist.

While he openly admired her physique, she found herself returning the favor. His broad frame and well-developed arms dwarfed hers. He was flawless, like a sculpted warrior. His imposing presence captivated those around him.

His touch lingered on her stomach before traveling upwards. His hands cupped her breasts, his grip firm yet gentle. He kneaded them with practiced ease.

The caress sent shivers down her spine, a foreign sensation awakening within her. The pressure from his arousal pressed against her, a silent demand.

Asterin gasped, twisting slightly. He lowered his head, his lips capturing a tender part of her. A jolt of pleasure, tinged with a slight sting, shot through her as he explored with his mouth. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the feeling.

He continued his ministrations, allowing her desire to build at its own pace. Her core throbbed with a slick heat. He entered her slowly, and she couldn't suppress a cry. The intense pleasure mingled with a sharp discomfort, leaving her breathless.

A fullness bloomed within her, a slight bulge forming. Tears welled up in her eyes, mixing with the moisture on her chin.

He began with gentle thrusts, his grip tightening on her waist before plunging forward in a forceful motion. A deep ache erupted within her as he filled her completely.

A strangled gasp escaped her lips. Asterin could only tremble, her breath hitching with every cry. Her muscles clenched involuntarily, a primal reaction.

"Damn, Asterin..." A guttural moan rumbled from him.

His throat worked, a shaky voice escaping him. "You're so tight..."

He hoisted her by the thighs, her legs dangling helplessly as her body arched. His movements grew stronger, his muscles taut with exertion.

The rapid pace of his thrusts seemed relentless, pinning her to the bed. Asterin's eyes flew open, tears streaming down her face as the intensity escalated. Consumed by the rhythm, her body moved in sync with his. A wave of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her breathless and disoriented.

Overcome, Asterin lay convulsing, her body too weak to move. Her muffled cries echoed in the room, a testament to his dominance.

He pushed her to her limits, her moans a helpless surrender. Fueling his own desire, he grasped her swollen breast. His rough fingertips grazed her sensitive skin, kneading the soft mounds.

Her core clenched with a surge of pleasure. A tremor wracked her body, a wave of release washing over her.

He drove deep, their bodies moving in perfect unison. He relinquished her breast, cupping her buttocks and pulling her closer. Their bodies were pressed flush against each other, Asterin's moans and cries a desperate plea.

A warmth bloomed within her, his essence filling her. He reveled in the moment, his movements slowing to a languid caress. He gazed down at their union.

The mingling of fluids created a glistening sheen. When his eyes met hers, she was already lost in unconsciousness.. A smile was dancing on his lips.

"I finally found you Love"

It was yet another tiring day on a such harsh expedition that won't even guarantee the state of your life at the end.

Kian and his army have been riding endlessly in scorching heat without rest. The weather was in their favor for the past week right after they departed for the journey but for some days it has taken such a huge turn. The sun was at its highest point, smoldering everyone making them grow tired and crave shade.

After five days of traveling under the scorching sun, there was not a puddle in sight, let alone a creek. There were occasional trees and thorny bushes scattered sparsely, but it was extremely difficult to find water. Most of the barrels of water that had been piled up like a mountain in the carts rapidly ran out. Naturally, washing their bodies was out of the question. They were all covered in sweat and dust.

This journey was to finally put the beast in the west to its end that has been terrorizing the villages and towns there. Hundreds of people have already lost their lives and many are on the brink of life and death, the children are shaken to the core, and the beast is still petrifying everyone without end. The place where they live is infested by Dragons, Basilisk, Griffin, Ogre, Goblins, Kelpies, and other monsters and beasts that prey on humans to sustain life.

Kian Galahad was the supreme commander of The Warrior Knights who worked on the orders of King Alaric and no other lousy nobles who only got their shameless work done under the name of Chivalry.

While the whole west was terrorized by those nasty human eater monster, The Warrior Knights were called to exterminate the beast and free the land.

Kian Galahad was used to such mission but this time his beautiful yet stubborn wife who was also the head medic of The Warrior Knights tagged along forcefully. Kian was very much in opposition of this idea of hers but she was adamant to help. He knew the hardships she will have to face of this journey and didn't her to risk her life yet she was very much stubborn. She stood her ground and fought to join the expedition. Kian was still very much against this idea And wasn't talking to her

Now looking at her sweating profusely under the scorching sun, her snow-white face a bit tanned, in pants rather than her usual beautiful flowy dresses, tunic sticking to her body...... He can say with hesitation that this has been his most arduous mission. And he hated every second of it. He couldn't touch her to his will. Couldn't even punish her for her stubbornness with his companions around.

After riding for another yet long day they finally saw a glimpse of trees in unison.

"We can find at least a puddle of water there"

Kian commanded his army to hold and rest for a while and take a breather before setting out again on the long journey.

While the knights were setting up the tents it started drizzling from the sky that eventually turned to heavy downpour. All the knights started cheering and washing themselves in the rain.

Marcelene was also delighted because of the rain. It was her very first expedition like such so she wasn't very used to it. She had been a prim and proper Duke's daughter who never lacked anything so a sudden change was foreign for her yet she didn't complained.

She didn't like the feeling of her clothes sticking to her body and was in dire need of bath.

Despite being resentful, Kian went to her, to help her refresh. Because she was the only lady among the knights' she couldn't take a bath in the open.

"Come with me" Kian said directing her to a much secluded area that was covered with giant rocks and dense bushes. He tied a cloth to create a private place so that she can bathe easily in privacy.

"You can bathe her, nobody will come here...I'll keep an eye"

"Okay" Marcelene replied timidly. She really needed a bath right now.

"I won't look so wash to your hearts content"

Marcelene peeked at Kian's face over the makeshift shelter, then he retreated to guard. She quickly took off her clothes. The raindrops striking her bare skin sent shivers down her spine, an unfamiliar sensation. She hung her clothes on a nearby branch and scrubbed her skin thoroughly, removing the accumulated sweat and dirt.

Worries flickered in her mind. What if someone unexpected emerged from the bushes, a wild animal, or some kind of danger? Despite her anxieties, Marcelene lathered soap over her body, cleaning herself meticulously and washing her hair as best she could. Thankfully, the rain continued to fall, gradually intensifying. It poured down so heavily that the surroundings became a blurry white. The thick curtain of rain obscured her vision, and her anxieties gradually faded as a strange smile spread across her lips: never in her life had she imagined bathing under the pouring rain in a forest.

Marcelene laughed and threw her head back, letting the water rinse the soap from her hair and face. Feeling clean, she turned to grab her soaked clothes when she noticed the barrier between her and Kian was gone. Marcelene stepped back, confusion clouding her expression. The ropes that held up the tarp seemed to have given way under the downpour and become loose. The tarp now lay uselessly on the ground, dangling from a single branch.

Kian stood rigidly on the other side, unmoving like a statue. Marcelene froze under the intensity of his gaze. His eyes scanned her wet shoulders, her hair clinging to them, then lingered on her chest. His neck muscles tightened and bulged. Marcelene felt a heat rise in her throat as his gaze traveled down her body, taking in her flat stomach, her pale legs, then her bare feet with their blue veins, before returning to meet her eyes. A wave of vulnerability washed over her. He was staring at her with a look of such fascination, as if he had never seen her before, and his reaction only intensified her self-consciousness.

Marcelene felt a blush creep up her neck and quickly grabbed her clothes to cover her chest. However, Kian took a large step towards her and grasped her hand. His rough fingers, chilled by the rain, intertwined with hers.

"Please," his voice was a ragged whisper barely audible over the drumming rain. "Let me look a little longer. Do you have any idea how much I've..."

He couldn't even form a complete sentence. Marcelene looked up at him. He was trembling like a cornered animal, yearning for something. A muffled groan escaped Kian's lips, and his body shook as if his control was hanging by a thread. He reached out and hesitantly brushed his hand against her body, unable to resist the temptation before him.

Marcelene stumbled back, the rough bark of a tree catching her spine. Kian rushed towards her, his grip firm on her shoulders. Their gazes locked, and with a surge of urgency, he leaned in. The kiss was desperate, filled with a raw emotion that mirrored the downpour soaking them to the bone.

Leaves brushed their faces as the storm raged around them. Kian pulled away, his touch lingering on her cheeks and eyelids. Marcelene gasped for breath, the scent of rain and damp earth filling her lungs.

Kian trailed kisses down her neck, then focused on a tender exploration. The intensity of it was like being caught in the throes of a tempest. Marcelene clung to him, her heart pounding.

He removed his rain-soaked shirt, revealing a bare chest that glistened in the downpour. Marcelene shivered, a thrill coursing through her. With a desperate urgency, she entangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.

A guttural sound escaped Kian's throat. "I can't wait any longer," he rasped, his voice raw with desire. Marcelene mirrored his desperation, her breath catching in her throat.

His fingers slipped inside her depths and began his gentle ministrations. She crashed her lips against his shoulders, letting out intermittent moans. Her arms and legs seemed to melt, her nerves were so tight that her whole body jerked at his slightest stimulations. As if having had all his patience burned by her sensitive response, Kian pulled down his trousers and sheathed himself straight into her.

Their movements became frantic, fueled by a shared yearning. She surrendered to the touch that sent shivers down her spine, a helpless moan escaping her lips. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the frantic beat of their hearts and the relentless drumming of the rain.

Marcelene overcome with passion, wrapped her arms tightly around him. His strong legs pressed against hers, and the sculpted planes of his stomach met her softness. Kian unable to resist any longer, held her close and moved with urgency. She responded with a surge of feeling, clinging to him for support.

Soon, Kian held onto her waist and began to move rapidly. She bobbed up and down, clutching to him for support. Every time he dug into her, her body shuddered, and her lungs swelled like it was about to burst. Her vision was blurry as the rainwater seeped through her eyelashes and ran down her cheeks. Perhaps it wasn't just rainwater, but tears flowed out as well from the intense passion. Marcelene shook her head as if she was about to go crazy.

"Ki...Kiaann..."

Kian leaned her against the tree trunk, digging deeper and ramming faster into her depths. Her body was thrown to the edge and convulsed, unable to handle his movements. She clung desperately to him, then he grabbed her hand and intertwined his fingers tightly against hers. Not long after, his body turned rigid, and she felt something tepid spread inside her. Marcelene shuddered at the sensational experience, the sharp orgasm mincing her whole body.

"Damn it..."

Kian held her in his arms as they gasped heavily for their breaths. She rested her cheeks against his shoulder, drooping from all the energy that was drawn out. Her thighs still shuddered from the feeling and there was no strength left in her legs. He carefully pulled himself out of her and hugged her to soothe her sobbing state. Then, he pulled up his pants with one of his rough hands and draped his tunic over her to cover her body.

The rain washed over them, mingling with the tears that streamed down Marcelene's face. It was a whirlwind of emotions - the raw passion of the moment, the sheer intensity that left her breathless, and a strange vulnerability that made her cling to Kian for support.

As their movements subsided, Kian held her close, their breaths echoing in the quiet aftermath. Leaning against him, Marcelene felt a pleasant weakness in her limbs, a testament to the power of their connection.

"Did I hurt you?" Kian's voice was rough with concern.

Marcelene shook her head, finding her voice in a whisper. "No, it doesn't hurt. Just... a little hard to move."

A moment of silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken thoughts. Finally, Kian spoke again, his voice laced with a hint of self-reproach.

"I've been holding back for a while now. I didn't mean to take you by surprise."

Marcelene's brow furrowed. "Holding back? But... I didn't think..."

Shame tinged her cheeks as she realized how her own exhaustion and disheveled state might have colored her perception. Here she was, covered in dirt and sweat, and somehow, Kian had still desired her.

"You were radiant," Kian said, his voice a low rumble. "Your face flushed, your eyes sparkling, your hair unbound by the wind... this has been the most challenging expedition of my life, not because of the journey, but because of you."

Marcelene stared up at him, a warmth spreading through her chest. "I had no idea you felt that way," she admitted softly.

They had spoken little throughout the demanding journey, and Marcelene had assumed Kian was unaffected. Now, she understood the reason for his distance, the unspoken struggle he'd endured.

Kian pulled the blanket over them, his gaze tender. "I planned to wait," he confessed. "I know you've been overwhelmed. But seeing you like that... I lost my composure."

A shy smile touched Marcelene's lips. "Well," she murmured, "I didn't dislike it. It was... surprising, but wonderful."

Heat rose to her cheeks, but this time, it wasn't shame. It was a delightful awareness, a newfound confidence sparked by Kian's unexpected words. As they settled into the quiet embrace, Marcelene knew this moment, this raw vulnerability shared under the rain, would forever hold a special place in their love story.

Kian laid down next to her and embraced her tightly. "Don't say things like that. Do you really want to make me lose my mind?"

"Now close your eyes and good to sleep...we still have a long journey awaiting us"

A blissful morning greeted Wyn when she opened her eyes. Looking out the window, the sun was slowly rising, radianting it's phenomenan beauty and its rays causing a halo around the panorama. It was truly a sight to see.

While Wyn was taking in the ethreal beauty of the morning, she felt a hand slowly wrap around her waist. A smile crept over her face as she savored the warmth pressed against her back.Turning around she saw her husband calm face, who was in a deep sleep.  

Being the CFO in his dads company was not an easy task, overseeing the financial activities of the entire company can be draining. But he was so devoted towards his work because it was his father's life's hardwork and couldn't let it go to waste.

He couldn't really get a good night sleep for a week because of some fraud that happened in the office and he had to manage it. Somedays he had been coming back home when Wyn was already deep asleep and left before she could even wake up. Most of the days he stayed back at the office because of overpending work.

It had been long she was looking at her husband. Looking at his calm face without his eyebrows frowned she felt releif that he could finally rest.

How I wish this moment could last forever.

But work also ment that their bed activity was on pause. They are an active couple so not making love for more than a week was frustrating for both of them but It couldn't be helped. The company needed her husband more than her.

Wyn looked at him and caressed his face loving, yet he didn't moved, of course he was a light sleeper but this only meant that he was really exhausted and needed rest.

'He is in deep sleep' Wyn thought and turned around to get up, and take a bath to get ready for the day that awaited her.

But his grasp only tightened.

His hand slowly crawled inside her shirt that she was wearing and grasped he breast. Wyn flinched, and her face flushed, she turned her back to look at him but he was still in deep sleep.

She tried to pry his hand away but his grasp only tightened. He started caressing her bosom.

"Elion wake up, leave me I have to get out of bed" Wyn tried to skake her husband up but he didn't flatered.

Wyn was squirming in his hold, but his ministraions only increased.

He squeezed her bosom, causing her breath to hitch.

"Ahh.....stop..... Elion"

She voiced but her husband didn't heard her and moved his hands south. Slipping his hands inside her pants, he touched her sensitive nub.

Wyn was flushed red. How easy it was for him to ignite her, she thought.

Embarrassed Wyn tried to thresh from his arms but felt his hot raging shaft pressed against her back. She turned to look at Elion but he was still asleep.

Just then his fingers slipped inside her, making her gasp. Her heart pounded at her chest and her cheeks were caught on fire. She didn't want to admit that she was enjoying his caressing.

He abruptly snatched her trousers down exposing her bottom completely and sheathed himself deeply inside her.

Wyn flinched in surprise, the sudden penetration stretched her to her limits for the first time in while and her eye flooded with tears because of unforseen pleasure.

Wyn pushed her face in the pillow. Even being crushed beneath his musclular body, his the feel of his pulsating manhood pressing deeply into her most sensitive spot was pleasing.

"Ahhh..hh"

A moan escaped her lips. They were hidden under the layers of blankets. The rustling fabrics, their slick groin slipping against each other and the heavy breath in her ear made her thoughts hazy.

She bounced up and down his shaft, squeezing her eyes, she listened to his now groans that escaped his lips. Seems like he is awake now.

Elion squeezed her breast under her shirt and moaned her name and suddenly flipped her on her front.

He continued to ram inside her, causing her to writhe her with enormus pleasure that sent her near her climax.

She clamped her walls around him one last time and felt his warmth flood inside her.

Wyn was shuddering from her tremendous pleasure when he pulled out of her roughly and sat up.

She looked at him in confusion, but his faced mirrored her reaction with shock.

"Damn it"

He instantly covered her with a blanket.

"Why didn't you stop me? You should have pushed me out of the bed"

"Are you saying this is my fault?" Wyn shot back glaring at him in disbelief.

"I thought I was dreaming" Elion squinted his eye thinking.

"Damn it, I have never once lowered my guard. Did I hurt you?"

Wyn shook her head in denial.

"This will never happen again, I'm sorry "

"Hey, it's okay, you were tired and I didn't disliked it"

His eyes shone hearing her "You really know how to burn someone up...You vixen"

Wyn laughed heartly hearing his comment. Elion was looking at her radiant smile forgetting his worries. "Oh...now you're laughing after seducing me huh"

"It's not my fault you get seduced so easily"

Elion tickled her, making her snort and laugh hysterically. His heart was at content watching her laugh so uncontrollably.

"I love you" Elion said gazing in her eyes.

"Yeah I know and I love you too...now go and draw me a bath you peasant" Wyn said facetiously.

"One bubble bath coming right up for my queen" Elion laughed running to the bathroom with Wyn in his arms.

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