"Why? I thought you were going to help me?" Lady Syria asked. Calder moved and quickly sat up with ease. "Yes I am but the only way to get close to my brother is to get close to me. Have you not realized it yet?" Calder asked with a small grin.
Lady Syria averted her gaze as she bit her lower lip. "Yes I have actually, especially after dinner today but," Lady Syria said as she hesitated. "But?" Calder coaxed.
"But I don't think that's the right thing to do." Lady Syria said as she brought up her gaze to Calder. She let a small gasp the moment their eyes met. She never knew he could make such and expression and quickly looked away while Calder became speechless. He was expecting her to agree right way but instead she was openly acting considerate. "Not the novel." He whispered to himself. "I'm sorry?" Lady Syria said as she brought her face back.
Calder couldn't hold back he caught her face the moment she did and kissed her. Lady Syria was caught off guard and wanted to pull away but her body wasn't listening to her. Unlike the kiss from before it was less passionate but it felt ten times sweeter. She started to melt against his lips and Calder slid his hands down from her face, down her slender neck, over her shoulders and down her back.
Calder pulled her in closer and kissed her over and over again. A small moan escaped his lips and he did his best to try and sober up but he couldn't move away from her mouth. They looked soft and sweet from the moment he noticed them but now that he tasted it he couldn't get enough of it. "Your highness." Lady Syria gasped in between their kissing.
Calder pulled away, he was heavily panting as he looked at her. Lady Syria's face was flushed, her lips were swollen and her eyes were glazed over with an unknown feeling. Calder could feel his desires rising again. "My favour?" She asked. Calder smiled. "You don't want to use me that's your choice." He said as he tried to catch his breath.
"So," He said before he licked his bottom lip. Lady Syria found herself staring at the red tongue that popped out and elegantly moved across Calder's swollen lips. "So?" Lady Syria repeated, she couldn't move her gaze even if she wanted too. "I will have to teach you how to seduce my brother so you can win his heart fair and square." He said in a husky voice.
Lady Syria watched his lips move and form every word as he spoke. She didn't know why but she found it some what captivating. His lips and tongue worked together to speak, it was so simple but mesmerizing. "So let's start." He said and it snapped Lady Syria from her dazed state. "What are we starting?" She asked innocently. Calder could feel the words pierce his heart. She looked so sweet with her eyes sparkling with pure innocence.
He wanted to dirty her so bad. His lower member was begging to dirty her but he still had a sliver of common sense. "The lessons. You need to be able to seduce my brother is you want to become Queen." He said with a small chuckle Lady Syria frowned. She really didn't like the words he was saying. "Why do I have to seduce your brother. He will fall for my charm in a matter of time." She replied in a haughty tone.
Calder felt a fire start in his heart. He could see why teasing her was so much fun. He really wanted to push her down. "My brother is not someone that just anyone can charm." He said as he lifted his hand and caught a lock of her golden brown hair. "He only goes after what interests him. Something he could never explain and women to him are easy to understand." Calder said as he played with the lock of hair in his hand.
"So I need to catch his Majesty's attention?" Lady Syria asked. "That's right. You have to catch that attention and keep that attention on you." He said as he let go of her hair and moved his hand behind her head. "So how?" Lady Syria asked. "You need to tease him, learn to start his fire. Once you do he will chase you. He won't be able to get enough of you." Calder whispered as he leaned his face towards hers.
"Your highness?!" Lady Syria gasped as he caught her breath. Calder sealed her lips again. Lady Syria trembled. "Learn to not react to a simple act." He said as he pulled away. "You want to confuse him." He continued as he sealed her lips again. "His kiss, no one's kiss should ever make you react." Calder said as he kissed her again. Lady Syria moaned. Calder started to kiss her more passionately. Her moans were fueling his desire to conquer. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and felt her shudder under his touch.
The moment he pulled away a string of saliva followed. They were both gasping and Calder started to do mathematical equations in his head. "How do I not react?" She asked breathlessly. Calder came up with the wrong answer in his head and quickly corrected himself. "We have all night. We can keep practicing until you can." He said as he fought the smile that wanted to spread across his face.
He started to move in again but Lady Syria brought up her hand and blocked his lips with the tips of her fingers. "But I will never get close enough to his Majesty to kiss him." She said as she looked into Calder's eyes. "Calder caught her hand and started to kiss the tips of her fingers. "After you tease him enough he will be the one who kisses you. That's why you can't react. You will need to learn to be an ice, cold beauty that he will want to conquered." He explained.
Then he stuck out his tongue and started to lick the sides of her fingers. Lady Syria pulled back her hand and looked positively shocked. "See, he would quickly lose interest. You did something any lady would do and to him that's boring." Calder said as he slowly started to get up from the bed. "S-so I'm supposed to let that just happen?" Lady Syria asked as tears started to well up in her eyes.
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