Kissing You

As soon as Aria has gone tipsy, maybe, due to the fizz of the soda and the urge to stay close to another human being, she had gone way out of control as possible. Aria doesn't know what she should do, but his lips rolled inside her mind, and when she thoroughly moved, he responded.

Prince didn't know how he gave in, it just happened. It must be crazy to think that he's kissing the one he plotted to kill, making her fall in love, as if it's natural for them to have a connection within days of being with each other's side.

He traveled his fingertips around her waist, letting go of the soda can. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.

This is a traitor act. Something that Bryce would lash out if he ever find out.

Prince made out with Aria, and no one should even know who initiated it.

Aria didn't even take a single breath, giving up her lips to let him succumb it. She held his neck, oh, the muscles in his neck, and traveled it down his shoulders. It was too much to even withhold. Her abdomen cranked up, dealing with a lot of dopamine heading straight down the tips of her body.

Prince should know when should the kissing stop, because, he… he couldn't stop.

Aria resisted tugging his collar, but when she did, the effect was too hot to ignore. Their kisses have gone passionate.

It was something she never expected. Prince held the base of her skull, nibbling on her bottom lip, as if it's his lifeline, and their breath synchronized with each other. No one can scrape off this moment out of his mind. He'll hold onto it for a while.

As Aria was out of breath, she suddenly pushed away, gentle, only an inch away from Prince's lips. It was enough to let them longed for each other's touch, and to make them feel less lonely. Prince stared at her wide forehead, her flawless cheeks, and her prominent nose…

Everything about her face had the same physique as Avery. The one who kissed him was similar to the one he killed. Prince looked at her mouth's bow, and when she closed her eyes, she whispered, "Can I…"

"What?" Prince queried. He wanted to dip down and kiss her once again.

In this way, he'd gain the trust he's been working at for weeks. One more move, and they're ready to go.

"Is this okay?" Aria knew it's wrong to have heated moments with his employer. This time around, she had to ask for permission. Aria's hurt, and she's able to vent out with Prince's lips. It was the way to finally know what's hurting deep inside.

"Nothing's okay until you came," Prince muttered. Aria's body froze, but in how fast the ice wrapped around her arms were how rushed Prince leaned down to plant his mouth softly against hers. A blanket must have embraced her, to wash away the coldness.

Compassionately, bursting out all of the feelings she hidden for a while, and it's so inexplicably good she couldn't stop from faltering. Prince knew he had to take one step at a time.

It's easy to bring Aria on the bed while she has gone all charmed. Nothing's going to change her mind with the crave she had. The only thing that can bring her wild was his steady touch, and Aria wouldn't even retaliate.

Prince separated a millimeter, murmuring, "Let's get you to bed."

…

"Is it fine?" He was kneeling down in front of her while Prince wore off her shirt.

Everything is tensed up. Nothing can stop them from tangling on each other unless someone broke in between. Prince held on for a while. It's a mix of disgust and prominence, in which their lovemaking can progress, but Prince wouldn't be that good as a pro.

He never had s*x before. Prince had never done that thing at all. Avery is somewhat closed-natured, and she isn't allowing someone to sweep off her feet. Whereas, Aria is different: she let someone cum inside her, even though she doesn't know them well.

Probably, it's her instinct and nature.

Prince threw his polo at the foot of the bed, and held her hips, asking back, "What is it?"

Aria looked at his eyes. It isn't as infatuated as it was. Good thing they broke out before the fortunate moments started to come. Aria tut, querying, "I'm pregnant, Prince. Is it allowed to do it?"

Prince doesn't know if he should be cruel. He's erected at all places, and every touch she made turned him on. But if she's going to back out now, he'd keep on wanting more. The thing is… an accident might occur.

Prince stared up at Aria for quite long, then snapped awake, "Yeah, I remember it quickly."

He slid down his arms away from her hips, and stood up, letting Aria hanging. Prince cleared his throat, picked up his shirt. He's facing his back, so Aria couldn't see any of his emotions. Aria doesn't know if they should forget what happened.

The kiss led her inside his bedroom. It was enough to prove he's too wealthy for her.

Aria should close her heart for now, since Bryce had wrecked it badly. She had to pick up the shards quickly, but it's never going to build back on its original place. Aria was certain it isn't going to be well after this kiss.

"Listen, Prince…" she rapidly wore the shirt over her naked chest. They didn't go south, but she's humiliated. Her cheeks flushed whenever she remembered how she closed the gap.

Prince turned around, meeting her eyes relentlessly.

Aria's words dissipated. It's right on the tip, but it disappeared.

Prince shrugged, indicating, "Nothing had happened, right? That's what you're going to say. I'm aware of those statements beforehand. Sometimes, it's annoying."

He sounded irritated. It's the first time Aria made someone disappointed. She does understand what Prince could feel, but isn't it appropriate to ask a pregnant woman to have…

"I do get the point of you being pregnant. But if you were to kiss me like that again, make sure to prove it. I'm not like…"

Prince doesn't know why, but disappointment never came to him, until now. The moment he touched those lips, Prince wouldn't resist anymore. He shouldn't stand in the same room as her. He would do everything for her to get pushed out.

This is a ruthless thing anyone can do, but Prince had to make it devilish.

"I'm not a martyr to forget everything that happened, Aria. You leaned into me, and your scent is right here. If I have gone south, would you still say it's nothing?"

Aria doesn't know how telepathy worked for him that well. He exactly knew what her thoughts were. Aria wanted the bed to open up a hole and shrink her in. It shouldn't have an exit at all. She couldn't breathe while Prince was saying those words.

"Prove yourself you are honest when you kiss me. I get swayed easily, Aria. Don't come near me if you don't mean it," Prince concluded. He turned around, opened the door, and slammed it. Aria jolted right on the bed.

She had mistaken. This guy has known how to treasure kisses.

On the other hand, Prince pretended to huff some breath, but all the while, it was satisfying. With Aria being on a dilemma of staying away from him, he could finally plant recorders to listen to her thoughts.

Aria wouldn't find it easy to reconcile with him after the kiss. She's a woman of skeptical moves.

Prince wickedly smile, walked away from the door, and went to the center hallway, couldn't contain the joy inside his chest. Bryce didn't warn him that Aria fell in love so easily.

"Bryce is a clown. Aria must be hoisting herself to wrap around my finger."