24 No magic, just love
As they were tired from the distance they walked last night, Karl and Kristine had a peaceful night's sleep.
It has been two nights since she came to him. Kristine wondered where the passion of the kiss has gone from that afternoon.
After they had met, Karl arranged for her sister to come home with her. As she understood that it might be a long time before she meet her family again, she didn't sleep that night. Her mother passed away before sunrise.
A faerie is magical even in passing. The moment they took their last breath, their magic surround them in waves of current, until their image is blurred and in turn their body becomes pixie dust.
They held a funeral but she didn't stay. She knew what she had to do, and had to do it fast. She had to distract Karl from what was to happen tonight.
But she never imagined that he will bring her to this place. It's on a totally different realm. One that can only be accessed, and left, through him. It is very obvious by the way they had entered yesterday.
She woke up very early this morning. Probably because they also slept early the night before, or maybe she is unfamiliar with her surroundings.
She watch the flowers bloom, its fragrance filling her nostrils. How beautiful. Like honeymoon in paradise. If only her heart is not filled with guilt.
Kristine didn't notice the pair of eyes watching her from the bedroom on the second floor. His eyes filled with tenderness that was never there before. Nor she know that this paradise is built solely for his future wife.
Karl went down to the kitchen and prepare breakfast. He never dreamed of getting a servant for this place. Through the years he's been watching Rick grow up, this is the only dream he has.
A place for his future family, away from any cruelty, unknown to the world. Thus he had built this place slowly and carefully. And when she walked in to his study, she captured his heart in an instant.
Selfish that he is, he took control of her power, asked her to surrender herself to him completely, clipped her wings. But she doesn't know, that moment, she took control of his heart.
He smiled as he whipped some cream on top of the pancakes he perfectly made. No magic. Just love.
"'Morning" Kristine went inside and saw him setting the table.
"Good morning, come and eat."
"Am I not the one supposed to cook for my Master?"
"No worries. I enjoy it." Hell yeah, I enjoy serving you.
Kristine raised a brow. Enjoy it? Heh! Let's see how long can you do this.
"Or I'll eat you instead." Karl smirked.
Kristine sat on a chair all too sudden that he chuckled.
There was cream on the corner of lips, and before she can react, Karl's face came close and kissed the cream away. She was stunned when he bit he lower lip lightly, her heart thumping nervously.
But he just continue to eat after as if he did nothing. She was flushed up to her ears. This guy! Teasing her like that. Almost as if they are normal common lovers...
"Did you also have a boyfriend before you came to me?" He suddenly asked her.
She frowned. Ah, must have been because her sister had one. But this shouldn't really be a bother. They know fully well, they must maintain their purity for the Master. Still, she answered him.
"None, sir." How could I? Just the thought of you is enough to fill my mind.
"You don't have to call me that. Makes me feel like we are in a BDSM [1] sort of relationship." He smirked but is serious on the matter.
"A-alright." Is he really this friendly? Emerald said he would only call on her when he needs sex, and she's not allowed to touch him. How come he is this gentle?
Does he change his approach as he change women?
Initially they are bargaining on her beauty and purity to distract him tonight. Indeed, he is distracted by her, bringing her all the way here alright. But why isn't he making a move on her?
Is it because her mom just passed away? Or they were just too tired last night?
"What are you thinking?"
"Nothing. Just some random thoughts, sir--" before she could really utter "sir" she earned a glare.
"If you haven't left a boyfriend behind, then your thoughts shouldn't be wandering around when you're with me.
Actually scratch the first part. You're not allowed to daydream of anything when you're with me." His face grim. She better not be in love with someone else.
Kristine look up at his face. That dominant, huh. But you said we're not on a BDSM relationship.
"Ugh, not even think about you?"
That reply though...
"Then you have to tell me what you think of me." He looked deeply in her eyes trying to read her soul. Kristine smiled making her eyes glitter in delight.
Then she blushed. Karl laughed. He leaned on her ear and seductively whispered.
"Tonight."
*****
[1] BDSM - acronym for bondage, dominance, sadism & masochism and includes a variety of erotic practices.
It has been two nights since she came to him. Kristine wondered where the passion of the kiss has gone from that afternoon.
After they had met, Karl arranged for her sister to come home with her. As she understood that it might be a long time before she meet her family again, she didn't sleep that night. Her mother passed away before sunrise.
A faerie is magical even in passing. The moment they took their last breath, their magic surround them in waves of current, until their image is blurred and in turn their body becomes pixie dust.
They held a funeral but she didn't stay. She knew what she had to do, and had to do it fast. She had to distract Karl from what was to happen tonight.
But she never imagined that he will bring her to this place. It's on a totally different realm. One that can only be accessed, and left, through him. It is very obvious by the way they had entered yesterday.
She woke up very early this morning. Probably because they also slept early the night before, or maybe she is unfamiliar with her surroundings.
She watch the flowers bloom, its fragrance filling her nostrils. How beautiful. Like honeymoon in paradise. If only her heart is not filled with guilt.
Kristine didn't notice the pair of eyes watching her from the bedroom on the second floor. His eyes filled with tenderness that was never there before. Nor she know that this paradise is built solely for his future wife.
Karl went down to the kitchen and prepare breakfast. He never dreamed of getting a servant for this place. Through the years he's been watching Rick grow up, this is the only dream he has.
A place for his future family, away from any cruelty, unknown to the world. Thus he had built this place slowly and carefully. And when she walked in to his study, she captured his heart in an instant.
Selfish that he is, he took control of her power, asked her to surrender herself to him completely, clipped her wings. But she doesn't know, that moment, she took control of his heart.
He smiled as he whipped some cream on top of the pancakes he perfectly made. No magic. Just love.
"'Morning" Kristine went inside and saw him setting the table.
"Good morning, come and eat."
"Am I not the one supposed to cook for my Master?"
"No worries. I enjoy it." Hell yeah, I enjoy serving you.
Kristine raised a brow. Enjoy it? Heh! Let's see how long can you do this.
"Or I'll eat you instead." Karl smirked.
Kristine sat on a chair all too sudden that he chuckled.
There was cream on the corner of lips, and before she can react, Karl's face came close and kissed the cream away. She was stunned when he bit he lower lip lightly, her heart thumping nervously.
But he just continue to eat after as if he did nothing. She was flushed up to her ears. This guy! Teasing her like that. Almost as if they are normal common lovers...
"Did you also have a boyfriend before you came to me?" He suddenly asked her.
She frowned. Ah, must have been because her sister had one. But this shouldn't really be a bother. They know fully well, they must maintain their purity for the Master. Still, she answered him.
"None, sir." How could I? Just the thought of you is enough to fill my mind.
"You don't have to call me that. Makes me feel like we are in a BDSM [1] sort of relationship." He smirked but is serious on the matter.
"A-alright." Is he really this friendly? Emerald said he would only call on her when he needs sex, and she's not allowed to touch him. How come he is this gentle?
Does he change his approach as he change women?
Initially they are bargaining on her beauty and purity to distract him tonight. Indeed, he is distracted by her, bringing her all the way here alright. But why isn't he making a move on her?
Is it because her mom just passed away? Or they were just too tired last night?
"What are you thinking?"
"Nothing. Just some random thoughts, sir--" before she could really utter "sir" she earned a glare.
"If you haven't left a boyfriend behind, then your thoughts shouldn't be wandering around when you're with me.
Actually scratch the first part. You're not allowed to daydream of anything when you're with me." His face grim. She better not be in love with someone else.
Kristine look up at his face. That dominant, huh. But you said we're not on a BDSM relationship.
"Ugh, not even think about you?"
That reply though...
"Then you have to tell me what you think of me." He looked deeply in her eyes trying to read her soul. Kristine smiled making her eyes glitter in delight.
Then she blushed. Karl laughed. He leaned on her ear and seductively whispered.
"Tonight."
*****
[1] BDSM - acronym for bondage, dominance, sadism & masochism and includes a variety of erotic practices.