What was so wrong with kissing anyways?!
Kissing was a nauseating act. Aragon has always thought so. The nausea is always hard to bare even for someone like him, so he gave up on trying a long time ago. It isn’t like he hasn’t kissed anyone before, but an unfaithful incident changed his view about kissing. And when he tried to get over it, he paid the dire consequences.
Running insane was one of it, and a traumatic experience that would kill if it was anyone else. So Lip to lip was out of the question. When Raziah had first kissed him, she couldn’t have done it at a worse time.
And here she was again, making that same bold move again when he had warned her sternly the last time. She had her lips pressed against him, and the erupting feelings he had immediately made him understood why she had just did that. His wife didn’t like him in the slightest bit to even have the mentality of kissing him, and she knows he hates it...then the reason she kissed him was so obvious. She wanted him to let go of her.
She hasn’t seen anything yet. Grabbing her face with both hands, he cupped her cheeks softly, squeezed both eyes shut and captured her lips completely, ravaging them. His action had Raziah’s heart shooting into space. Her eyes flew open as she felt his responding to her kiss with an even Wilder intent, and her toes curled harder than ever.
She froze for a second there, unable to respond to him again but Aragon just kept on going. It took a few more seconds for her to realize that his body was also incredibly stiff, and the only thing moving were his lips...as if he was forcing them to. Like he was straining himself very badly to kiss her, and Raziah blinked again.
What was wrong with him? Why would he kiss her back if he’s madly uncomfortable with the action?
When she tried to push him again, He immediately pinned her hand above her head again. Raziah was now at the mercy of the onslaught merciless forceful kiss he was using to torture her mouth, and she didn’t know how much she could take anymore.
It’s crazy, because she knew she hated it badly too. She hated kissing him. She really did loathe to have lip to lip contact with his, so why on earth was her body responding to his? Slowly but surely, she could feel herself trying to give it back to him, trying to feel the seam of his lips against hers too, trying to drag her tongue against his succulent skin...and she couldn’t deny how badly her heart was skipping multiple beats over and over again.
It was like the kiss was rejuvenating something inside of her... inside of them, because His Majesty’s eyes weren’t strained with torture again and he didn’t look anywhere close to nauseous. Raziah was at a lost cause to do anything, and the feeling was very different from what she was used to, so much different that it was scaring the hell out of her.
Pulling her bottom lips between his own, she heard him purr softly.
Aragon tipped her chin to get more access into the essence of extreme sweetness pouring out of her mouth, and deepened the kiss to heights they both didn’t know existed. He was now kissing her like he couldn’t ask for anything better, right there against the door with his massive bulge pressing against her stomach.
Raziah’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she felt so weak she couldn’t even raise a finger. His lips were suddenly doing wonders to her, and she had surrendered to the surreal feeling that was spiking through her veins and making her go nuts.
She moaned against his lips, especially when he began exploring the insides of her mouth. She tasted divine, too divine to be described. He trailed all over her teeth and tongue, especially sucking on it till Raziah was dizzy with pleasure and praying for some miracle to help her control the flooding and tingling sensation she could feel down there at her womanly parts.
Her body was on fire, and her lips were being abused. Abused in a way that she loved so much, and ached for more of it. Kissing him so he would get mad and throw her out had backfired on her, and now she was at his mercy. With him pinning her hands above her head on the door, she could only thrash wildly and let out sounds that shoot out of her throat on their own.
Sparks were flying everywhere, and it was overwhelming.
So overwhelming good that she threw her head back and whimpered erratically when his hot palm found her breasts, and kneaded them softly through her dress. How could he do that to her? She was already about to slip off into oblivion just from the kiss, and he suddenly decides touching another sensitive part was a good idea?
Next thing she knew, she was being lifted up and taken toward the bed. Raziah held onto him like everything depended on it, never breaking the kiss that was making her so breathless. Finally mustering the strength to pull away from him and breathe in air into het lungs again, she moved about an inch away from his face.
Both of their faces were flushed with intense desire.
"F**k..." Aragon hissed harshly, and immediately pulled her in for another round of breathless and sinfully unbelievable kissing that stirred up their insides. Every traumatic memory that had him captive in the past was expelled, and Raziah was the only thing he could see which also had him laughing like a mad man. He knew his dead heart had come to life again, choosing her as his ride or die, but never did he expect those bizarre feelings that had changed him so much to go this far and kiss her.
And actually enjoy it.
And yearn for more everyday and night.
He’s been missing so much without even knowing.
Her mouth was Nirvana, perfect for his tongue to explore, for his lips to suck and nip about on, and for his itching tooth to bite on softly and hard.
She had slipped her hands around his neck to feel more of what their uncontrollable bodies were doing to each other, and rugged breath escaped his lips when he pressed his weight on her as they laid down on the bed, legs intertwined. Raziah could feel on her pores, the intense and extreme heat pouring out of him, filling her to the brim and trying to extinguish the cold mind-blowing sensations he was throwing into her.
Her eyes rolled back and forth, their lips clashing like they were going to take everything from each other without living any single thing left. They kissed like their lips and bodies were everything they had ever needed, and everything they would ever need, and their sounds of pleasure filled the air.
Aragon has always thought her neck and ears were the best places he could lash out and groan due to the excruciating pleasure it brought both of them, never did he imagine her lips would overshine everything else and take him to even greater heights. Even if he wanted to pull away, he just couldn’t see to move out of her embrace. Her little moans whenever he bit her tongue and soothed it back by nibbling hard on it was making him hardness throb till the point of pain, and he could only rub it again her pulsing entrance just to help with the nerve wrecking mixture of pleasure and pain..
"Oh Dear lord...!" She whimpered, flushed from head to toe. With one long suck, he was finally able to pull his lips away from hers with great effort, and instantly, Raziah began breathing very hard. He had knocked the air out of her lungs, and had her suffocating with a type of kiss that wrecked her completely. Even her soul could hardly bare what was going on, and her heart her skipped too many beats in a day.
Raziah stared, looking absolutely tired as she struggled for breath. Her lips were swollen and red, and her hair was all over her face.
Aragon watched her again like a hungry man and cupped her face, "I told you..." He cooed against her face, "I told you not to seduce me..." Then he bumped forehead with hers. Her eyes were lazy and tired, and she just felt like falling asleep right away. This kiss of a thing had her feeling like she wasn’t in her own body anymore, and the raw taste of his citrus tongue was still right there on hers.
It felt like he had win, because she could now see him trying to smile wickedly at her again. Those sinful lips were about to stretch into that annoying, belly-flipping, heart-racing smile, and she couldn’t let that happen. She was already too tired to take anything else he could want to give her right now...and there was only one thing her mind could think of.
It should definitely shut him up, after all she was the one that engaged the kiss.
She locked eyes with him, "That’s how you renew someone." And a full-blown smirk touched her face.
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