Swaying my heart to you.

Flina's P.O.V

It's been two days we've been preparing to leave the Empire, Zulia has been on bed as her inscriptions grows, covering her body, she keeps trying over and over but still hasn't gotten control of her powers.

On the other hand Ivan hasn't stepped out of his place since that rainy night, I kept cooking and baking leaving it at his front door but he never eats it.

I knocked on his door waiting for a response, he opens the door looking all tattered and faded.

"Ivan, I brought this for you" I showed him the food basket I brought along with me, he walks back in and I followed, the house looks out of place and scattered, I picked up the scrolls and books off the floor, the rags and clothes he dropped and help clean up his place,

He sighs behind me,

I'm glad he's not asking me to leave but just watching me take care of him, I sat him down as I took out a bit and fed him

"You should eat more, you look weak" he neither resisted nor complain but gently chews each bite.

He looks like a starved child, he takes an even larger bite and had his mouth filled till his cheeks perked out, I couldn't help but laugh, he finishes his food and I gave him a glass of water, he drank and looked brighter.

"I'll be taking my leave now".

I stood up and planned to leave, then —

"Why?... what do you see in me that makes you so persistent?".

"I see a broken child, a lonely soul starved for love but mostly I see the man I'm crazily head over heels in love with" I held his hands

"I'll be back this evening with a even better food so—"

he stood up and grabs my waist his face slight above mine, he places his forehead on mine, leaning over,

"I'm sorry but it's your fault" he guides my lips to his with his finger placed underneath my chin, using his upper lip to part my lips apart, he kisses with every energy in him, his breath, his scent makes my body tingle, he leans over as he balances me with an arm wrapped around me.

It feels like he is sucking me in deep, I could barely catch up, we part ways to catch our breath as our eyes meet, His black onyx eyes staring right at me.

"I must admit, you have the prettiest eyes" he closes the distance between our faces, his nose nudges mine, his breath getting hotter and hotter against my skin, he lifts me up as he lays me down.

"You persistently made me give in, swaying my heart to you" he gently looses my dress tie, as he roughly unbutton his shirt, his bare chest rubbing against mine as he leans in for another kiss, he stops as he trails his tongue round my tummy giving me a tingling sensation that I could feel right at my back.

"You smell like wet flowers after the morning dew".

He stops then covers me up,

"I'm afraid but I must stop here Flina".

"What?"

"My feelings are overwhelming, I might break you if I go on" he takes my hand and kisses it lightly.

"My urges may be too heavy for you too bear".

"Ivan... don't hold back, take all of me, and I'll take in all of you" I whispered in his ears.

"You have no idea what you do to me".

he lifts me up taking me to his room, drops me off a little rough on his bed, the dark room filled with scented lit candles, his face right over mine, his tongue in my mouth, the savory taste, he grabs my hands above my head as he leans in, to bite my neck, it hurts a bit but gives in a light sensation.

A whiff of his sweaty scent swirls around me, there are no words in my mouth but our body.

All I could do was respond to his movements,

i could feel as he glides in, I made a sharp moan, he kisses my navel in response,

"I promise not to hurt you". he whispers,

he takes in a deep breath as he thrusts in, my eyes tears up,

"Tighter" he says in his heavy voice.

his black eyes twinkled in response to the reflection from the candle light.

"Hngh!..." his slight moan brushes against my ears,

he foddles my nip*les with his tongue...

"I...Ivan" I could barely speak.

My breath deepen, trying to see his face clearly, my body twitches upon each thrust he gives in.

He groans unwilling to come too soon, a bit of my hair sticks to my sweaty face, he tucks it behind my ears, as he kisses and kept thrusting.

In... deeper each thrust, out...a sigh of relief and the intensity to want for more, grows, it feels like a rhythmic dance, he turns and lays on his back giving me the chance to control.

I slowly guide its way in, it's thicker and it goes in way deeper, his gaze below me and me on the top, it twitches as it slides in deeper.

His eyes speaks beautifully as he stares deep into mine.

He grunts as I move my hips, it hurts but I can not stop, the pleasure drives me to keep going,

I trace my fingertip on the rough 'V' curves of his waist, which made me moan louder just by sight.

"Y..Yes, move just lik...like th...that" he manages to speak.

He abandons himself entirely to me, it went on and on all through the day, I lost track of time.

Our weary exhausted body against eachother, my head rests on his chest and he gently rubs my hair to sleep.

I woke up fully clothed with Ivan sleeping next to me, he slightly opens his eyes,

"I'll be leaving now, I'll be back to check on you soon" I pecked his forehead.

I went back home at dusk, I met Zulia on the floor as the inscriptions grew more and more

"You should heal her". Zamora says

"It's not possible, it's a fight for her powers I can not intervene".

"I..I'm fine" she staggers to get up

"You should rest... you shouldn't move"

"Prince Cyrus was right, we can't take them down on our own, Zulia is not even in a position to move" Zamora mutters.

"I have something to tell" Zamora says with a worried look.