Part 10
Part 10
𝓣𝓪𝓮𝓱𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓸𝓿:
Weeks passed by weeks and nothing could stop me to get myself tangled up more and more into the great man's heart. I couldn't help but to think how beautiful he smelt, how amazing his touch on my waist felt, how unholy his lips felt when jungkook had his own pressed on mine, I couldn't help but remember the sinful thoughts that flamed my skin and burnt my shame, I couldn't help but touch myself whenever I thought of the warrior.
Three weeks.
Three weeks had passed by the day when I remember Jungkook had knocked of my door in the early morning, he would rarely visit my room because it was usually me who would present myself to his doors, but that morning I remember he came running to mine.
He blew the door and I cannot forget his gloomy face .
We had set aside our breakfast and had just laid back on the soft bed, his bed was softer then mine, but regardless of that I felt euphoric, cuz his arms were still on mine, wrapped around me as if I was too precious, as if I would run, if he won't hold me.
"Why are you here suddenly my prince? You look stressed, what is bothering you my amour? " I had asked.
And Jungkook had just stared long into my eyes. And I think he had saw the stars of his name sparkling into my eyes.
"I-I need to leave soon for a war, leave you and everyone back. I don't know when I'll be back though"
I thought he stole my breathe, Because I couldn't even inhale anymore nor even count the amount of times I was breathing... May be I was simply not.
"What do you mean my honour? " I had asked.
He had smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear, like he always use to do.
"Borders of our kingdom are been triggered and been tried to cut off the limits, king have already announced the war against our neighbouring kingdom. And so I need to lead it "
"When will you come back? You will be safe right? "
Nothing scared me more then his arm going tight around me when I asked this, he was not sure.... Not sure he would live.
And I knew if there was no him in my future, there would be no future for me at all. I cannot live without him simply.
"We can never promise that, in battlefield we can never promise our families about our lives, because we don't know, if we would come back. B-but I'll try to come back to you. This time I really want to come back .... To you, to my home"
He had mumbled and kissed my forehead.
I had stared at the blank space, counting the possibilities of him coming back to me, counting the days I need to stay back waiting for him.. I was perhaps ready, I was never not ready for him I think.
"Did you scented your scalp with lavender oil? It smells so much better"
My scalp had prickled where his fingers had been. It was so sudden, may be an attempt of lighten the stuff air. So I went with it.
"I did,You like lavender" I said.
His hand had drifted down to the cheeks he caressed all day,
"Your cheeks looks pink today, have you been thinking of me much lately? "
"I always do, "
And he had smiled, I would do anything for him to smile like that.
His eyes had maped my lips staring at them Intensely,
"Have I ever told you, You have sweet and plum lips then any sweet fruit I have ever eaten? "
Red blush crawled my skin, and I was full of pink hue.
I cuddled more to his firm chest, and he brought me more closer to his body if that was any way possible.
"No, you have never told me that before" I had said.
He had nodded
"Because I was too busy feeling them inside me"
He had moved his hands to my chest and I could feel my heart beating faster then before.
"You have nice flesh here, I would like to taste it someday"
I could moan out loud and would let him taste it today itself.
His hands were now on my hips, laying firm and solid.
"Have I told you, your beautiful curves makes me want to hold on to you all day"
I nodded vigorously.
"You have told me that many times, majesty"
"Ohh have I? Then what about this pearl? Have I told you how much I like this? "
And now he had taken the last of breathe I had, leaving me gasping in his arms.
His hand stayed wrapped around my manhood as he stroked it once and stopped, stared at me and stroked again, just to see my reaction....
I had closed my eyes.
"Yes... You have , You have told me other night" I was a mess I knew, a mess he made out of me, for him... By him.
He had leaned so close that our lips no longer stayed lonely, his met mine and mine met his.
And the next moment he was kissing me breathless, furious and passionate.
My fingers danced through his soft hair tucking them softly.
My face was in his one palm and my lips were at his lips and he was kissing me as if I was the oxygen he needed to live, as if I was the only one he wanted to take in.
That night we never talked about the worries we had, about him going on the war and about me waiting for him to come back, we never in those two weeks talked about it.
We just stayed close to each other, telling each other the pretty words and stealing beautiful kisses.
I adored these moments so much, they were worth living 100 times, I would live them again and again if I would be given chance.
Cuz they were rare, they were just two weeks worth small, cuz two weeks were gone in a blink and in one more week, Jungkook will be gone.
And would wait here for him, to come back safe.