Return to Glory

Recuperating Senses

Alex's head spinned as her mind fought to register what was going on while her body reacted on its own. As she tried to understand the way this situation had developed, her lips danced on their own against Aidan's, her face flushed and her body pressed against his. She could already feel his member hardening against her groin under all the layers of clothes that separated them.

Her hands rose to cup the bearded face, while she felt his hands roam down to squeeze her buttocks, pulling her closer to him. His tongue slipped into her mouth, mimicking what he clearly wanted to do elsewhere.

All of Alex's senses were invaded only by him. His musky scent was unlike that of any other man she had ever encountered; the taste of his mouth with the lingering flavor of the morning herbal tea he had drank a while before. When they had been calmly talking like two acquaintances. And now they were pawing at each other like two creatures in heat.

Before she could continue to try to understand what was happening, a cold waft of air hit her and she finally was able to register that Aidan had removed himself completely. Eyes opening dazedly, Alex glanced at the blond, who was now standing just a few feet away, chest heaving as he looked at the floor, eyes hard and angry.

"I am so, so sorry," he finally muttered, voice hoarse and face red. "I - there's no justification for what I've done."

Alex watched him, still dizzy and confused, but did her best to recover. She had received literal blows to the head and had recuperated quicker. "Gods, don't apologize!" she managed to shout reassuringly, moving towards him to grab his hand again. "Seriously, I hadn't had a kiss like that in all my life!" Her words were completely honest; she couldn't say she had much experience in general with boys or men, but this had been undoubtedly good. She could feel how her body had reacted, readying itself for much more than this. And she knew well that her mind was just as ready or more. She couldn't even imagine wanting to do this with anyone else at the moment. So far, the prince had proven to be all she could possibly want in a man, and her attachment towards him had grown frighteningly.

Emerald eyes rose to meet hers, filled with guilt. "I should not have done that," he insisted.

Inching even closer to the man's larger frame, pressing herself timidly against him, "I liked it," she stated in the most sultry tone she had ever used in her life, and immediately afterwards feeling slightly awkward for the odd sensuality.

Aidan's lips curled into a small smile, but Alex could see the insecurity in his gaze. "I did, too. Too much…" he replied, face as red as it could get under all the facial hair.

"Perfect!" Alex commented cheerily. "Then we can continue with our chores and day. No need to dwell on this!" She didn't want to talk about it. She was sure of what she felt for the blond, but knowing they'd part ways as soon as they arrived at the castle was enough to make her doubt if she should act on her emotions or not. But talking about it was not something she considered would be of any use. If things were to escalate, she was perfectly fine with them doing so naturally.

Nodding silently, Aidan squeezed her hand, making her notice they were still touching one another. A surge of electricity ran through her at the sensation. She would love to feel those warm fingers touching her all over.

Shaking her head visibly to rid herself of those thoughts for the moment, she grinned back at the blond. "Let's continue with the clothes-hanging fun!"

Aidan nodded again, releasing her with clear reluctance, the young man returned his hand to the basket of wet clothes, though it was clear to Alex from afar, that the bulge in his pants still hadn't subsided.