David White
Stories
4
Chapters
1,771
Words
1.0 K
Comments
0
Reading
5 m
-
Aries remained silent as she listened to Conan's every word. She knew everything he said was truth and nothing but the truth. Not trying to alarm her? How ironic, but she couldn't disagree. Conan was doing her a favor by saying all this to her without a filter. "My lady, aside from that, you're free." Conan cleared his throat, knowing he was contradicting his claims previously. "Just be yourself and not at the same time. What I mean by that is, His Majesty likes submissive people and not at the same time.…
-
Aries narrowed her eyes, casting a judgemental look at Conan across from her. The latter cleared his throat, putting his fist before his lips. "My lady, you don't have to just look at me like that," he muttered as her stares were starting to bother him. It was better if Aries just let it out about what happened yesterday. "Sir Conan, did I say something that angered you? How can you send me as a tribute to appease His Majesty?" "Hehe... my lady..." Conan sported an awkward smile while Aries…
-
"Abel..." Abel snapped his eyes open, acting on instinct at the hand that was approaching him. In a dazed state, Abel grabbed Aries wrist, pouncing on her until he was pinning her down. His other hand wrapped around her neck, while the other pinning her wrist to her side. All he could see was red; just like the blazing fire that didn't kill me, resulting in continuous tortures just to kill a monster like him. "Ah... bel..." Aries winced, breathless at the tightening grip around her neck. He would kill…
-
"Your Majesty, will you really let me hold my breath until I suffocate to death?" Aries looked up, holding her breath for several seconds now. And yet, the culprit of why she was doing that was feigning innocence while pretending to sleep. "Darling, it's not me who told you to hold your breath. Don't blame your death on me," came out an indifferent answer while opening his eyes slowly. "That's not fair." Hearing his shameless reply, she finally breathed out. Who told her that every time she breathed,…
-
Aries didn't know how and when, but she eventually fell asleep last night. When morning came, she woke up at the same time she usually open her eyes. But the second she opened her eyes, what welcomed her was a perfectly honed chest. She blinked countless times, flinching when an arm pulled her body closer. Aries planted her fist on Abel's inked chest on instinct, eyes carefully moving up to see him asleep. 'Right... last night...' Aries pursed her lips into a thin line, staring at his shut eyes. She…
-
For someone who just woke up in the middle of the night, Aries's mind was still distraught. She only grasped what was happening when he bit her lip, eyes zooming in and out. The familiar taste of wine and faint tobacco lingered in her mouth, along with the entry of his tongue in between her lips. 'No.' Her mind reacted on instinct, biting his lips until the taste of iron filled her mouth. She clutched his shoulder, all acting on instinct. With her teeth keeping his lower lip, Abel stopped, eyes brooding.…
-
Abel stood on the side of the bed. He had been standing in the same spot for some time now, staring at her lying on the bed. He tilted his head slightly when she turned her head, facing his direction. His eyes glinted menacingly. "Darling, why do you always sleep in my presence?" he asked, but the response he received was her deep breaths. He lifted his chin up, a little irked for some reason. "After bothering me so much... you sleep peacefully as if you did nothing wrong." Slowly and carefully, he…
-
Aries indulged with Abel for the remainder of the day before she resigned to bed. Fortunately, he had other matters to attend to. So, parting with him felt like she was able to finally breathe. To summarize her tea time with Abel, she had no words for it. If anything, it was just... unpredictable. Their conversation was random — too random that she would sometimes just look at him, wondering what he was eating to have such a chaotic train of thoughts. Aries let out a deep exhale, slipping under the…
-
Abel planted his palms on the armrest. He pushed himself up, marched towards her, and stopped behind her. She instantly froze, feeling his body on her back with his fingertips caressing her sleeve. "Darling," he whispered seductively, leaning his face over her shoulder. "You shouldn't have let Conan use you. Why save him or them when you can barely save yourself?" He smirked, licking her earlobe playfully. Her shoulder tensed up, keeping her hand from shaking while pouring the hot water into the teapot.…
-
"Better now?" There was a moment of silence across the hallway. Even Conan looked at her, wide-eyed. He carefully shifted his eyes to Abel and, to his surprise, the latter had this daze look. It was just for a split second, but Conan knew what he saw. Abel raised his other hand and waved. "Don't ever show your face to me unless your king goes to his knees and begs." Eyes still on her. "Now scram before I change my mind." As soon as those words left his curled lips, his finger curled around her hand,…
- Previous 1 … 174 175 176 … 178 Next