Special thanks to Kassy_Murphy for the Golden Ticket
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Rain poured down around them, drenching every inch of their clothing as Elysia stood close to Azrael, feeling the warmth of his body against the chill of the storm. Azrael's gaze held hers, intense and unyielding, his eyes searching her face as though reading every unspoken emotion. Gently, he brushed a raindrop from her cheek with his thumb, the touch lingering, his hand slowly gliding down to cradle her face. Elysia's heart raced, her breath hitching, feeling the undeniable pull that had been building between them for so long.
His hand slid to her waist, guiding her closer until their bodies were nearly flush. With a slight tilt of his head, he leaned in, his lips brushing hers tentatively, The softness of his mouth against hers sent a spark of warmth through her, a contrast to the cold raindrops clinging to her skin.
Azrael deepened the kiss, his fingers tangling in her wet hair as his other hand moved up to her back, pressing her even closer. His kiss was both gentle and fierce, as though he was pouring every hidden feeling, every unspoken word, into this one act. Elysia felt herself melt into him, her hands sliding up to rest on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under her fingertips. Her own heartbeat raced, matching the rhythm of his, her breath mingling with his as he pulled her in deeper, their kiss filled with unrestrained passion.
Elysia could feel her toes curl at the unexplainable feeling that was going through her, she had always wondered what it would feel like to kiss the King, but no thought could compare to how amazing it felt.
Azreal took complete control of the kiss, nibbling and sucking on her lips. Wanting more access to her mouth, he bit her softly on her bottom lip making her open her mouth in a gasp. His lips stretched in a small smile before he took his good time to devour her mouth, his tongue driving into her mouth tasting every inch of her.
A groan escaped his mouth, his grip on her tightened as Elysia sloppily kissed him back, biting on his lip as he had done to her. He could feel every bit of her against his hard body and she felt good, too good to let go or stop touching.
Her fists balled on his chest, fisting his coat as she held onto him like he would disappear if she let go of him. Elysia was beginning to feel lightheaded from the lack of air, but she did not want this amazing moment to end, warm blood rushed over her body and settled in between her legs.
Azreal knew he had to pull away from her so that they could be able to breath, after what took forever, he finally pulled away from her slowly, their breaths came in ragged gasps, their foreheads resting together as they stood in the rain, completely absorbed in one another. Azrael's thumb traced her cheek, his eyes locked on hers, and for a moment, there was only silence, the rain falling softly around them as they shared this fragile, beautiful moment.
Elysia felt flustered and flushed as she stared at the King, his black eyes were hooded and leaking with lust and desire, his jaws clenched tight and his lips a little red and swollen, her eyes widened when she noticed a bruise on his lip, she must have bitten him too hard.
As if Azreal could read her thoughts he spoke. "It does not hurt Elysia, you do not have to worry about it." His deep voice echoed through her ears.
"Are you certain? It looks like it is going to bleed Your Majesty." Elysia panicked, her bottom lip caught in between her teeth.
A light chuckle escaped his lips, Azreal had a hint of amusement in his eyes. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip where she had bitten, an action that made Elysia's breath hitch. "I think it is fine Elysia." Azreal replied, his voice carrying a bit of teasing.
"If you say so Your Majesty." Elysia responded, still standing very close to the King.
"I do not want to leave, but I have important business to attend to. After I am done, I will pay you a visit Elysia." He explained, stroking her cheek lightly. Now, the rain had subsided into a light drizzle.
"Very well Your Majesty, I will be expecting you." She replied, her voice low but audible.
"I am sure you will, have a nice day and do fill your day with thoughts of me." He teased and took a step back from her. With his hand still on her back, he lowered it to her backside giving it a little squeeze before pulling away.
Elysia turned tomato red as a gasp left her lips causing Azreal to chuckle at her reaction, he stared at her for a moment longer before turning around and walking out of her sight.
It took a minute for Elysia to process what had just happened, she lifted her hand and placed it on her swollen lips as she could still feel the King's lips on hers. Blushing lightly, she made her way back to her chamber to freshen up and pull off her soaked dress.
After having her dinner, Helena had visited her to prepare a bath for Elysia. The young woman worked in silence, secretly observing Elysia's flushed and happy expression. Running a brush through the lady's hair, Helena took the opportunity to question her.
"You appear to be in a very good mood My Lady? Did you and the King make up?" Helena asked, watching Elysia's cheek redden even more.
"Well, I think so." She paused, pulling the brush out of the maid's hand, Elysia pulled Helena towards the bed so that they were both seated facing each other, "I have a question to ask you Helena, it is a very private question, but I want an answer." Her brows knotted together as she bit on her lip.
Helena narrowed her eyes, her mind running with a thousand thoughts of what Elysia could possibly want to ask her of. "What is it you want to ask My Lady?"
Letting out a deep breath, she opened her mouth and closed it again, almost as if the words were too heavy for her to say it out. Elysia moved closer to Helena, "I want to know how to pl.. pleasure a... a man." She whispered.