Ear-to-ear smile, a nonsensical hum, as he descended the stairs with a certain rhythm. He was definitely very happy, one might even say excessively so.He reached the kitchen and greeted everyone cheerfully. It caught everyone's attention and sparked their curiosity as to why he was so animated and smiling."If you don't mind me asking..." Rebekah began. "Can we know why you're so happy?""I don't know!" he exclaimed, still smiling. "No, I do know why!""Then tell us," Fox requested amidst laughter."Well..." He sat on a tall wooden stool while Za spread butter on the toast. "Yesterday, well, with everything that happened..." His voice trailed off at a certain point, and everyone understood why. "After what I saw, I couldn't sleep. And when I talked to Melia about it and suddenly fainted, I woke up and didn't know what else to do, so I decided to go downstairs to the first floor. Melia was there, and I noticed she was a bit pensive. I approached her, sat down, and she told me many thi
It was called "internal" when minutes before she had to knock on the door of the girl she considered pathetic, Helena Chantai. Upon seeing her, Helena greeted her enthusiastically and invited her in. Helena's mother, named Kiar, didn't hesitate for a second to express how beautiful she found "Dahioh" and how pleased she was to finally meet the girl her daughter regularly talks about.Helena's father, Kol, did the same. They engaged in a small conversation before Dahioh, also known as "We know who," said she had to leave. Helena left with her, but not before telling her parents that at least Elijah was alive. This both delighted and saddened them for reasons that were more than obvious.They didn't ask any more questions, as it was something that shouldn't be inquired about. Now, they were walking on the sidewalk covered with a thick layer of snow. The sun's rays were scarce compared to the cold, and there were few people on the streets. Birds flew overhead, searching for a warm place.
Squeeze me inside, I won't complain.Gallop over me, as if you were a horse.May God forgive me and may the devil send more fire to both of us.Your moans in my mouth, on top of my being, my drug...Dance on my body.You cling to me, leaning on my chest.Your legs serve as sheets in which my hands want to hold on.Come on, don't stop.Accelerate my heartbeats, stir my breath even more.You're perfect at this, we're perfect at this.The softness of your chest, the taste of your groin.Does my forked tongue work better than I thought?You grip my hair, that's the answer I need.Thrust after thrust.I see your lips biting, our sexes burning.I want to stay inside you.I want you to keep moaning in my mouth, moaning when I taste your flavor once again.And... in the end...May God forgive me and may the devil send more fire to both of us.Burn at the next stop...The evening came slowly. And in it, the sun's rays made themselves seen, bringing warmth amid the cold.The leaves of the large
"It's not what it seems," he said quickly. "I was just playing, spending some time with her." "Yeah, and I was just figuring out who I'm going to kill tonight," she said cynically, but the pelinieve took it quite literally. "Don't give me that nonsense. I've seen you, I've been seeing you together for three damn days, going here and there. I've been seeing you laugh like an idiot at everything she says, which, to me, isn't funny at all." "She's just trying to make me feel better, Melia. Nothing more, I swear.""I make plenty of promises too," she said with cynicism again, and Elijah rolled his eyes. "Don't roll your eyes at me," she said, walking towards him. "You have no right to do that, I should be the one doing it, and yet I don't." "I'm telling you again, I have nothing with Helena, we're just friends." "She doesn't get it. I shouldn't have brought her here," she muttered."Then why did you bring her?" he asked angrily. "Because I thought it would do you good. But now I see
"Yes!" he gasped as Melia kissed him with such intensity, as if determined to make him moan between their kisses, unable to resist the contact he adored so much, only with her. She continued the kisses, engaging in a tongue-fight that demanded immediate attention. Now, Melia kissed his neck, trapping him against the wall once again. Elijah tilted his head back slightly to give her more access. As she realized this, she ran her tongue along the apple of his throat, giving it a wet kiss. Elijah felt his entire body trembling as if an earthquake had struck him; he felt an electric surge from the beginning of his spine to the tip, reaching his virile member. His body felt as if it could collapse, so he held onto some corners on the wall. His once pale skin now flushed entirely red, his breathing accelerated, and his heart raced like a rocket. Melia now kissed his right earlobe, then did the same with the left, and Elijah moaned tremulously when Melia began to pant in his ear, simulating t
The lash on their buttocks, for both of them, was the missing drop to reach ecstasy.The final shared moan and the final growl as well.Their accelerated breaths filled the room, now aware and keeper of every exhilarating sound produced by two souls given to the pleasure, the pleasure of love.He collapsed onto the panting pelinieve's body, feeling tired. The crimson-colored carpet served as a bed for each swift change amidst so much lack of control. His breath collided with the hollow of the pelinieve's neck while, for no reason at all, they both laughed.They laughed as if they had heard the best joke of their life or for having done something that others might consider an act of hell.Perhaps it was the latter.Melia looked up and gazed into Elijah's eyes; his white hair was disheveled, his breathing rapid, his mouth slightly open, and his forehead covered in a thin layer of sweat. She kissed him before resting her head on his chest."I'll make you angry more often," Elijah said, b
It is sworn by everything that should not be, that he was beginning to hate the sudden appearances of everyone who lived in the mansion. First Melia, and now the brown-eyed one. "Damn it. Unfortunate," muttered the snow-haired one, hitting Fox's chest. "It almost gave me a heart attack," he said, holding his hand to his chest. "Oh, really?" Fox asked, quickly closing the door of the room and standing in front of it. "A thousand apologies, my friend," he said with his characteristic square smile. Elijah looked at him angrily and sighed. "The door... I want to know..." "Where, where were you?" Fox interrupted with a cough. Elijah looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, clearly nervous. He was seconds away from seeing what was inside that room, but as his luck would have it, someone always appeared to prevent him from doing so. He wanted to know whatever was in there, as it seemed to affect everyone's behavior. He sighed once again, with resignation. "The door opened on its own,
Her eyes slowly opened. The dim rays of the approaching evening entered through the window, along with a refreshing breeze. She rubbed her eyes, letting out a yawn and stretching a bit. She looked around and found herself still lying on the bare carpet, smiling."It can't be," she exclaimed with excitement. "I managed to sleep," she said, feeling rested. Propping herself up on her forearms, the scent of mint perfume still lingered in the room, the scent of "pelinieve." "Jahjah helped me sleep," she whispered as she picked up her clothes to put them back on. "He sang to me, he said that... he loves me," she smiled again, speaking to herself. "Jahjah loves me." She felt so different, so fulfilled. "Do I love him?" she asked herself. "I love him," she answered with a sigh. "Of course, I do, and I haven't told him." She buttoned her jeans and put on her coat. "I have to tell him that I love him too, and...""You sound crazy talking to yourself," her conscience interrupted. "Should I call