"You wanna do more than just looking?"
Lucas blushed as he realized that I was now taking the front, instead of him. I smirked in amusement and moved a bit closer. Despite the situation, my heart was no longer racing. It no longer beat out of my chest nor did my chest feel heavy. I felt at ease, and when I was closest with him, I felt my calmest.
"You weren't lying when—"
I nodded at Lucas, knowing that he had finally picked up my confession that I had made. He must have not believed it at first, but now that we were together, maybe he thought of something. It was almost insane to think that we weren't meant to be together, and I could almost see it in his face.
"Just stop thinking about it and kiss me already…"
He nodded and leaned in, his shaky breath hitting my lips as he drew closer. Then I could feel his lips gently tap on mine, and soon we got lost in each other. Our hands grew minds of their own and climbed everywhere on each other's bodies in search of a non-existent item. Our tongues kept dancing in our mouths as if in some kind of square dance. We were so engaged... arms locked, legs wrapped around eachother. The sensations I felt were complete and full— as if my dreams were coming true all with one kiss. Lucas' member began to poke at my stomach as we embraced each other, and he seemed to notice as well as he began to pull away. Daringly, I reached down to grab it, and stroke for a while. I could feel Lucas moaning desperately into my lips and grinding on my hand, in search of that euphoric release. Taking my finger, I ran it around the tip of his thing as I felt it pulse with every heartbeat. His breathing began to get more aggressive and his movements more unpredictable.
"A-ah— LAURA~!"
He leaned his head back without a moment's notice, and soon I could feel a warm, sticky ooze seep out of his trousers. Lucas panted, leaning into my shoulder as he began to recover. In the heat of the moment, I squeezed out his release onto my hands and began to lick my fingers clean. I was so full of adrenaline that it tasted much like sweet candy, and to my astonishment I even went to clean to rest of it off.
"Don't suck too hard through the trousers—"
Once I'd had enough, I got back to kissing Lucas. At that time, it was probably around past noon and getting close to dinner time. Getting more conscious after being possessed by my lustful demon, I decided to start getting ready for dinner.
"You realize it's close to dinner, right? That means we've basically been making out for over 4 hours…"
Lucas touched his lips in remembrance of it.
"That was… fun."
Together we had decided to walk to the dinning hall quietly, still in a daze after what had just happened.
"...Laura?"
I turned my head around to see Kenneth by himself, walking towards me and the dinner hall.
"I was calling your name for over 3 minutes. How could you have not heard it?���
Lucas suddenly turned bright red all over his face and over his ears, completely giving any kind of secrecy away. Kenneth chuckled and leaned over to Lucas who was still flustered.
"You know— the ladies love every part of you, and the fact that you've scored one already is gonna make a whole flock of 'em jealous."
"N-no-!"
Me and Kenneth laughed at Lucas' nervousness, knowing that he would inevitably spill the beans anyways. The three of us walked to the dining hall in good spirits, with Lucas a bit further behind me and Kenneth completely stumped that he had been found out. After the awkward silence and walking towards the hall, I spotted Erik waving over to Kenneth and I to be seated at his table.
"Yo! You guys are gonna be so psyched for this dinner!"
Erik went on to basically steal a busser's cart of food and wheeled it over to us. He opened a few dishes, and took a deep breath in, inhaling the scents that came with it.
"We've got chicken! But not like the stuff we normally eat— like the run-down, older hags, we've actually got fresh, young chicken!"
Me and Lucas practically beamed in delight— chicken was a rarity to be served to the younger population of the country. And as a whole, chicken was generally for the Royals, Elite 100, as well as sometimes for the Officials. Even if people lower down even did get it, it was either out of mockery or the chicken itself was too old for the Royal's likings. Kenneth didn't seem too surprised, and just took a few scoops of the grain mixture they had for that day. It seemed like Kenneth didn't have the greatest of days, so as per usual, I decided to butt in and ask why.
"Kenneth…"
Definitely not asking— but more as in asking with the tone of voice. He sighed and began to talk longingly about his work effort in detail.
"Remember how we thought we got a lead on one of the Elites?"
I nodded, flashing back to the time when he'd made that huge announcement about gaining an asset that happened to also be an Elite. It was huge news, and some were still in denial.
"Well, that same guy who showed so much promise was assassinated by the Authorities. About 50 of them swarmed him in the middle of the night and killed him— what was worse, they left a note framing a family in the poorer area who just happened to hold a grudge against the guy. Apparently the Royals are going to hold a public execution—"
He reached into his jacket pocket and grabbed out a note with the official Royal's Crest embroidered on the top— like the one on my forehead. It stated that in Rhineard Square on the 10th of June at 12:00 the execution was planned to occur. I glanced at my watch— June 8th. We would have to either pull off a massive feat that might completely soil my mission in just two days, or have 2 whole days until the execution of a family we knew were innocent.
"That is quite the dilemma."
Erik's voice came from behind Kenneth's shoulder, shocking Kenneth and I who were huddled so close together that we hadn't bothered to look around to check for anyone overhearing our conversation. We both looked in shock at Erik who we really didn't want to be involved with this entire situation.
"Alrighty, seems like this is a troublesome situation. I'll help."
He signaled a few officials over that were standing at the side of the room and they came swiftly over.
"Yes, Master?"
"Contact our current blackmailed Elites, and make sure to inform our trusted Alicastair Henson. Let's just hope she hasn't told the other 3 above her that she's in on a Rebellion."
"Yes, Master Erik."
After walking away promptly, Kira and Lucas found us among the commotion. Kira sat down next to the open seat next to Kenneth while Lucas stood behind me.
"Are we missing something? What's going on?"
Kira nodded her head, also wondering the same thing. They both looked to Erik and then to Kenneth and I for answers. We smirked, knowing that they'd be in on this mission.
"It's time we up our game. It's time we upgrade our Rebellion to a Mutiny."
Note: The next chapter is planned to be published on November 10th for a mass release for the days following! Stay tuned!
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