"... Only I..." — Whispering in a raspy voice, agitated, seemingly gasping for air, The Crown Prince searched for her lips, tempting to give the kiss he's been desperately longing for. — "Only I, Lady Marianne... Permit me..."
Their lips grazed each other.
Marianne was reacting to his seduction, feeling the warmth of his hands travel through her body... mixed with the thrill his gasping pauses sent as they reached her skin, to then hear the clear lust in the stretched voice leaving those lines menacing to devour her once again... Caused her body to flush from the inside, invoking a fidgety sensation all over her body, running a sudden urge in her lower body... she had yet to experience until now.
'...ah... It's..... Maybe this is what it feels to be drunk...'
Her legs were trembling as her head felt dizzy by the little stimulation the Prince was somehow teasing her with.
