Her breath halted for a brief moment as Eren's lips continued their path, trailing down her neck with a tenderness she had never experienced before.
Each touch sent a shiver down her spine, her skin tingling with sensations she couldn't quite comprehend.
The Empress' mind was a whirlwind of emotions and affection that seemed to grow with each passing moment. Never in her life had she imagined feeling so vulnerable, yet so safe, all at once.
As Eren's lips brushed against the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder, a soft sigh escaped her lips. Her hands, which had been resting hesitantly on his shoulders, now pulled him closer, as if afraid he might vanish if she let go.
She didn't even realise as her nails started clawing on Eren's back, trying to hold him tight. Her voice was barely audible.
Eren paused, lifting his head to meet her eyes. In those beautiful eyes, he saw his own reflection. The Empress had truly accepted him.
