Underground

Looking into those orange eyes was like looking into my own doom, floating in a sea of lava. So hot it warmed me completely from the inside and for a moment I forgot who we were and what he wanted from me.

Johannes's lips were soft and warm and delicate when they touched mine. I couldn't help but close my eyes and allow the warmth of him to spread through my body. I couldn't understand what was going on, my mind was confused. His scent permeated my nostrils and intoxicated my mind.

A warm hand pulled me by the waist and even through the fabric of the clothes, I felt it burn. The King's other hand cupped my cheek and soon it was tangled in my hair.

“Hmmm…” I heard a moan and soon understood that I was the one who reproduced it. What was I doing?

I felt something wet pass my lips, wet and hot. I opened my mouth to ask what that was, but I didn't have to as Johannes' tongue darted in and tasted every corner of my mouth. My heart felt like it was going crazy, beating frantically.

His mout