Chapter 294: Chapter 294
He had climbed my window, entering my bedroom. And me who was standing at the edge... Decided to help his sudden approach, holding his sweet jaw to kiss him as the greeting I desired would always repeat... As how I wanted this dream to continue... Because it was a wonderful dream that even made me tremble by how real his scent and his skin felt to my senses.
’Zeleskiaz...’ — Pulling him inside, feeling the hair I liked so much, I called him sweetly with my whole soul... That has been missing him so strongly I feel depressed every day. — ’It’s so nice to see you.’
I couldn’t see how he must have struggled to go over my window. My eyes had complied with the overwhelming joy and I only felt his stammer as he followed me. Placing his big hand on my arm to support himself... Maybe.
"mph? Lady?"
’mhm?... Yes, Prince~?’ — Kissing him, only pressing my lips on his for a long time, I answered. Almost jokingly because it was funny how confused he was acting. Just as he would in reality.
It was delightful. Standing on the tip of my toes trying to reach him even though I was tall. Unfolding my hands so they could hug his neck and dive my fingers in the smooth hair I always admire...
The feel of his lips... So gentle as I pressed mine against them as well as I could... But the hands he didn’t know where to place made me impatient for a moment.
’Why..?’ — I thought. Worried because he wouldn’t hold me like I wanted him to... But then again... It was only for a moment.
"umph...! Lady. My Lady..."
’Yes... haha!’
As it was a tender attack, he bent a little to lock my body in his strong arms lifting me with the delicious impulse that made me flutter heavenly in the air as he finally kissed me like I couldn’t.
My lips... Being taken between his... His arms... Supporting me against him...
’So nice... It’s so nice to be with you...’ — Overwhelmed by how happy I felt, my eyes opened to meet his that synchronized with mine.
For only a second we gazed at each other. And then, I felt ecstatic at how his hand went up my back, under our hair, taking my head so we would kiss again while he lowered me, never stopping our lips from touching. Causing that delicious shiver he always lit within me.
"Lady Marianne... lady Marianne... *smooch*... have I entered a dream?"
’Yes... A very nice dream...’ — Grazing his lovely nose with mine as he rested on my forehead I told him, deeply moved by how adorable he was.
"I’ve missed you..."
’Ahhh... What a sweet dream...’
"Your absence in the palace aches every minute I stay there..."
’kinky... I’ve also missed you. Really... I’m mad at myself...’
It shouldn’t be like this... this d*mn novel... If only I could make it start and learn that it’s alright... That I can indulge in this feeling...
"Your scent *smooch* your visage *smooch* oh, my lady... How my cravings have grown in your absence...mph..."
’Don’t say it.’
I kissed him to shut his words... How could I not when he’s this dreamy even in my subconscious?
And...
’mph~ kinky...’
aaah~ as expected, his so-called cravings acted as they should... Like they should in a dream where my longing had summoned him this wonderfully.
The tongue of this male lead I want to take for myself caressed me as he would whenever he could. And as inexperienced as I am I wouldn’t know what to do with the nervous tum and stiff tongue I came to react with.
Nevertheless...
"..f...a..." — I loved it. As awkward as I am.
It was almost as if that Masquerade night was happening again, in my bedroom this time.
His greedy hand would touch my body. My back and hips, my ears and waist... And the hug of his arms... Clutching my body. This man would press me against his oh-so-tough chest I always wish I could lean on him like that time he helped me escape from Paul at the Ball.
But... Every time, I was placing some limit. My hands wouldn’t touch as much as they wanted. My body would restrain itself from falling more into the amazing sensation of his kisses...
’I’m so happy... I can feel you this time just as I like... Just as I want you to also... ah... Feel me...’
Never would I have thought... that having my breasts be smashed in a tight kiss and hug would feel so exciting... So fine and pleasant...
To even feel indifferent that the air was leaving me breathless at how I knew no corset, no undergarment, was wrapping my body besides this simple nightgown... And that he obviously could feel it... Because he only wore a simple blouse, so loose like those he always wore in our sessions that I could even feel the heat of his sweat reach my chest rubbing against him.
"ah, lady... Nn.."
’goodness... Is this... Hnn... Is this what a wet dream is?’
I could tell my excitement growing as I felt more drowsy... So drowsy...
"fuh... *slurp*...lady..."
"h.m... ph..." — ’no... God... don’t...’
Don’t let it end... Not like this...
"..... la.. dy..."
’At least... Let me remember this one dream... Even if naughty.’
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I know... That it was wonderful. I know it was...
’But this one is also hazy...’
The sight of my ceiling... The window I know he entered from... All as I usually found it every morning. Closed. Far. And my body is just as numb...
’... At least his face... I remember how it looked in my dream.’
Another day started just as annoyingly depressing. Even more annoying this time because there were bits I could recall of one dream...
But it was all in my head.
I hadn’t truly seen him...
Because I was in my bed and not in his company... Not in his hands... In his arms that held me tenderly as we kissed...
’This is the worst..... But maybe... Since I saw him and felt him this strongly in my dream... Maybe it’s a sign his letter will arrive today?’
Deep in my heart... I knew there was a possibility it wouldn’t happen. But even then it doesn’t matter... I at least saw him. Heard him...
If a letter comes... Or if it doesn’t... I will try my best to keep myself in check in reality. Since I am now hopeful that my dreams will help my yearning again.