We want each other

Three days of travel, she finally made it back to the castle. She breathed in and out after looking up to the massive castle. She's nervous and it was like she forgot why she came here and all. She can't move while looking at the door.

"Milady?"

Relax, Luna. Relax.

"You were standing there for about... fifteen minutes?" Dario was teasing her and chuckling.

She glared at her butler before courageously walked through the closed door. Dario opened it for her and it was completely dark, again.

Just like her first day in the castle, it's dark and creepy. But this wasn't her first time to be here, she had been here for about a year. She took one of the torches as she walked straight upstairs. Without looking back, she headed to the left-wing of the castle, knocked on his door before entering.

"Marido-" She was supposed to look for him in the room but he spoke.

"I'm naked."

So she stopped midways and looked somewhere not to let him see her flushing cheeks. Why is he always naked when she barges into his room? But in the middle of silence, she let out a sigh of relief. It feels like...

She's back at home. It feels good and welcoming. She heard his voice again... and she might be staying again...

She was startled as the room became visible to her eyes. The lights were turned on and everything was still in the same place, the color and the materials. She looked sideways. He was standing there, in his long pieces of black pajamas. Her eyes went wide as she saw no more hair on his face. She blew the torch and put it down. She walked towards him and touched his smooth clear white skin.

"H-How?"

She can't say no more. She was shocked at what she is looking at now. Those beautiful pair of eyes, his thick brows, his bony nose, and perfect lips...

She wasn't expecting this... he was...

He wrapped his hands around her waist as he sank his face to her neck. She felt his lips sucking it and she whimpered.

"Marido... hmmm." She started humming when he raised his head and bit her earlobe. She gripped his shirt, stopping herself to respond from the tickles. She felt hot... hot all over... down there... she can't take it...

But then he stopped and looked at her eyes. "I'm sorry." He started walking to the bed and sitting. "I can't stop myself."

That was the freaking first time he apologized to her. This isn't normal. Unbelievable.

"Was the curse broken?" She walks to him and sits to his side.

"No."

She grabbed his hand and saw that his nails are still long and sharp. His arms are still hairy... She sighed and intertwined her hand to his, making him surprised and look at her. She was also looking at him, close just like the last time. There was this feeling again, the beating of his heart and the desire to hold her.

"Why, marido?" she mumbled.

"Why did you let me go? I'm yours." she was looking at his turquoise eyes wanting an answer that she had been wanting to hear. But he looked away like he didn't want to tell her.

She felt disappointed that she didn't hear an answer so she looked down. She will not force him to tell the reason but she can't just shut herself and be confused all over again. And she doesn't want to assume an answer. She wants to hear it from him.

"I touched you."

Her eyes widened as she raised her head to look at him again. He was still not looking into her eyes, that's why she touched his cheek and motioned it to look at her.

"Then?" She asks, wanting more.

She can see that he was hesitant but she knows he wanted to say it.

"I touched you and you didn't disappear. It means, you are that person who can break the curse."

She stilled.

"Four centuries, demons were cursed and all of us were all determined to break it. And I... as the King, I have to break it to save all other cursed demons then you,” He paused and looked at her eyes.

"You came and you didn't disappear when I touched you and when you touched me. You are my dream. You are the key to my dream of being free. But I can't." He stopped looking down and couldn't see her eyes again.

"I can't use you to my advantage. I don't want to use you because you can break the curse. I just can't. That's why I let you go."

She was stunned and couldn't react from what she was hearing from the King of Demons. There was an emotion in his eyes. He was resisting something and was sad about something.

He let her go because she can break the curse and he doesn't want to use her. This is so hard. The dream he had been waiting for since he was born, he found the key, but he let it go, which is her. He let go of his utmost desire just for her. He respects her.

"But why... did you beg me to come back?"

"Because I can't," He looked back at her, tightening his grip.

"I can't take it anymore." He mumbled. "I want to see you. I want to hold you. I want... to hear you, smell you, and touch you. I want you."

The silence filled the room and made a space of their time looking at each other's eyes, with their hearts beating in sync, with the feel of wanting each other now and then. They were having mutual feelings. He wants her. She wants him. But what would happen if they stay with each other?

She made a small chuckle as she shook her head and looked at their front. She let go of their hands and sat straight.

"We want each other, marido." She smiled.

"You don't need to let me go, I'll come to you." She looked at him.

"You will be glad to accept me right?"

He was looking at her with a glint of surprise in his eyes. Whenever those beautiful eyes meet him, he feels so relieved like the curse became a blessing in his life. Those eyes that were honest and pure. Those smiles that he doesn't want to lose.

"Yes." He said with a smile on his lips.

And that moment they were into each other's eyes with a smile on their lips, someone knocked on the door, breaking the moment.

"My King, mi reina has to eat her dinner."

She cleared her throat as she stood up and told Dario to bring the food in. Dario obliged as she said and put her dinner on the mini sofa of his room. Dario then exited and she excitedly sat on the breech wood chair.

"I miss this one." She spoke referring to the chair and felt it with her hands before starting to eat.

After one bite, she just watched him walk near her, to the bookshelf behind her.

"Have you eaten your dinner, marido?" She asked and he hummed.

"Have you been alone again? Where is Thiago anyway?"

"Busy."

"Let's sleep together again, querido? And read me a book?"

"Okay."

She giggled while eating; excited to sleep in his malleable bed beside him. She was already imagining how romantic it is to sleep in his arms while he is reading her a book.

"What book do you want me to read?" He suddenly asked, making her a bit surprised but then she just managed to smile not wanting him to see her blushing face.

"Do you have the myth of Medusa?"

"Sí."

She stiffened from her seat as she felt his breath behind her ears. He then touched her face from behind as he licked her neck sending shivers all over her spine. Ears' burning, heart is going crazy. She bit her lower lip and stopped to moan when he sucked up her skin.

She unconsciously let go of the fork she's holding as she arch her back and clench her thighs when he started licking and kissing her shoulders from left to her nape to her right. She's feeling hot all over, she doesn't want to stop him, she wants more... more... but then without even knowing, she felt her back sink in a malleable cushion and then she realized she was on his bed.