Everything Had Been Going Extremely Fast For Lysandre's Brain. In No Time She Had Found Herself Trapped

Everything had been going extremely fast for Lysandre's brain. In no time she had found herself trapped under the doctor and was left at his mercy – not that she complained. The feeling of his bare hand on her skin was sparking a devouring fire inside of her body. If he wasn't  guilty for burning the count, he would surely be for setting her whole being aflame. A short gasp left her mouth when his palm reached her breast and her breath  shortened considerably. How many nights had she dreamt of a moment like this?  The young woman had lost the count, not very fond of dwelling on things that would never come true. But now, she had him and this idea combined with his attentions tore a light moan from her throat. And then, then he said what she had been dying to hear for so long... These words which could make her heart melt... She was so happy she could have cried. Instead, watery blue eyes searched for the doctor's gaze, looking at him with unadulterated adoration.

“Gods above, I don't want to behave right now... A-and I don't want you to behave either. “

A short exhale left her while she pulled him closer. Her own next words made Lys blush profusely . She hated how desperate she sounded but it couldn't be helped... She loved him.

“Please, please Julian... I need you so much! Please...”

Shaky hands tugged his shirt out of his pants before sneaking their way under the fabric.to caress his skin. Careful not to scratch him with her nails, the apprentice explored his back, committing each little detail to memory. If he had regrets and decided to leave after the night, she would still be able to remember this magic moment. For someone who lost many memories, it was crucial to have new one to cling to.

“Y-your skin is so soft...”

She didn't really expected these words to tumble out of her mouth and she busied herself unbuttoning his shirt to escape her own embarrassment. As soon as the piece of clothing was open, pale fingers pushed it off his shoulders, gliding down the length of his arms to finally get rid of it. Then, she took a moment to admire the man who stole her heart.

The fingers exploring his skin managed to make him shudder and let out a soft gasp, muffled by her lips as she stole a kiss from him. Why was he trying to leave earlier, again? No answer could be provided by his currently vacant mind, which was too entranced by her every word and action to even be able to come up with a quick answer to her questions - and then, he simply smiled at her proposal, but it was his usual mischievous smile, sign that he was once again calm and he had managed to let go of his worries, at least for a while.

“I don’t know how you do it, but… when it comes to you, I simply…”, he spoke in a slow, hushed, loving tone as his hand wandered off to her chin, which he had grabbed in order to pull her closer. The sentence was never finished, because as soon as their lips met, Julian pushed hungrily against the warmth of her mouth, hand sliding back into her hair to hold her close, his other one squeezing the small of her back tightly, as if he was scared that she would disappear at any second. He closed his eye and continued his crusade of lingering, passionate kisses until he had eventually ran out of breath and had to stop, excited panting escaping his lips while he futilely tried to regain what little composure he still had. 

Cheeks flushed and hands shakier than he wanted to admit to, he pushed her off with a grunt only to pin her down under him, towering over her, his weight impudently trapping her underneath his large form. Their legs were entangled, a knee placed in between hers so he could fit above her. In frustration, he threw his other glove off too and let his bare skin touch her own, allowing his fingertips to curiously explore the tenderness of her neck, to stroke and push her skin along with utmost care. His intrusive index finger traced the middle of her throat down to her clothed chest, stopping above her heart once he had felt her pulse, resting his palm on her breast. It had made him blush terribly when he realized that he practically just groped her, his own pulse moving to his cheeks as he swallowed dryly.

Their gazes met briefly, an exchange of glances of two people who were obviously in love, although one of them was too clumsy to say it out loud, afraid of what the future might hold. Every time he tried to confess, the three words got stuck in his throat and they sounded just like pathetic whines and even now, he was trying so hard to do it with the same unsatisfactory results. To gather courage, he took in a deep breath and leaned in closer to her face, going past it to her ear. A shaky exhale left his mouth, hot breath tickling her skin as he wrapped his lips around her earlobe. All that she could hear were his soft, satisfied grunts while his tongue and teeth explored the softness of the area, his hand caressing her chest through the fabric. The other one had remained entangled in her hair for a while before he retracted it to be able to cup and stroke her cheek, caressing her endlessly. 

The licks and bites turned into soft kisses quickly after and his breath had calmed down enough for him to be able to form words. Julian managed to whisper a soft “I love you” into her ear as he nestled his forehead into the side of her head, nuzzling her golden hair to his heart’s content. Even when he was practically crushing her under his weight, it did not feel like they were close enough, never enough.

“Tell me if it’s too much, I promise I’ll behave…”, he purred with a chuckle to let her know she could stop him at any time, but for the time being, he continued to shower her in warmth and affection. “…But you don’t have to behave around me, if you don’t want to.”, he continued in the same flirtatious manner, stroking her cheek with his thumb as he lifted himself enough to be in her field of vision, a wide grin plastered on his otherwise flushed expression.