She has fallen in love, once again. When his presence was no longer, his scent still lingered on her lips and her breasts. She was breathless at his sight, every time. There were times that he was gone though. Gone for longer than she could handle, those were the times that she would see more precisely. Those were the moments that she truly wondered and at times doubted in her heart if her love would last. But as soon as he would return to her, taking her breathe away with each step, she would look into those beautiful eyes, and let them speak the truth to her. It was just like magic, the way he enthralled her.
He always promised the same thing to her, that he would marry her, and take her away to their own castle far away from there or even the Arab lands... He wanted to make her happy, though in her eyes, as long as he lived, she was the happiest she could ever be. But he wouldn't see it as she did. He wanted more. He wanted to take her away and make her his, and mark upon her soul, his love for her. He wanted to grasp the peak of passion with her.
But he was afraid. He was from the land of Arabs, his gods and goddesses were different from the ones in her castle. How could he ever make this beautiful angel hers, when he was so tragically hopeless? He could fight, but she must be on his side. He could run, but she must leave everything behind. He could love, but his heart only left space for despair. Every time he reminded her of his fears, the princess would whisper in his ears, promises of never leaving his side, as long as their love was divinely lit:
"I live solely for you, until forever, so why question our fate? Have you no faith in destiny and the miracle of our love? Why thou grieve when we can fly together in the heavens or run with joy in the paths of this paradise? If it is meant for our love to be true, then I shall adore you until I am no more."
He would then take her into his arms and kiss her until she trembled with ecstasy...
This is so sensual, I love it!
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