Mark You

Too close, the softness of Prince Xanfon's lips had even entered the category of sticking to Princess Althea's cheek. She was a princess who was good at controlling her emotions, as well as hiding unnecessary expressions. But her face that was heating up with nervousness was hard to hide, and so was the blank stare of being too stunned. Was this real?

"Could you stay in this position for a while?" Prince Xanfon's voice sounded even lower than the friction of the most fragile branches, stinging Princess Althea's defenses as well as her pretentiousness.

"Why?" asked her, almost in a whisper.

"Because I want to have a slight intimacy with you," Prince Xanfon replied, sounding both trembling and nervous.

Their faces heated up together, his heartbeat seemed to be about to break into his chest, creeping up to hit her back, then radiating to her heart. Pounding, rhythmic, teasing each other. Swallowed the saliva together.