[Warning: matured content +18]
"What's wrong?" Silvia asked.
Davian sighed; "Nothing,"
"Then why did you stop suddenly?" she pressed on, not sensing what's wrong.
"Are you sure about this? Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked.
"Yes, of course I'm sure. I want this..." she trails off, her hand held his cheek.
"I don't know what sort of spell you cast on me but do you know how long I've been fantasizing about this moment," she added.
He stopped hovering above her as he sat close to her on the bed, she sat up soon.
"I'm not sure about this," he replied, remembering what she said that day. Of course two people doesn't have to be in love before they do intimate things with each other but...
She removed her veil from the back of her head, making her hair to fall on her shoulders towards her back. She adjusted her wedding gown a little before she sat on his laps facing him, her legs at his sides in a kneeling posture.
