Honestly telling my thoughts, I suddenly embarrassed myself and lay down my eyelids (eyelids).
When Raphael took a breath, he paired his forehead with a trick on my forehead. My nose bumps and I'm confused by the distance that even my lips are likely to touch.
"Nica, I'm glad. I didn't expect you to respond right away."
My heart is about to explode in Raphael's sweet, plundered voice. Once you don't get back on your feet, you probably won't. But he lifted up my jaw, which bit my lips harder in a hurry.
"No, you can't. Don't hurt your adorable lips any more. I'll fix you up."
Cure?
At that moment I tried to ask, something soft touches my lips.
Lick...?
Sure, Raphael used to lick my arm injury (injury) and heal me. But now, I'm not hurt just because I bit you. It's just a cliché, isn't it?
"Wait..."
"I won't wait. Sweet Nica, I've wanted to do this for a long time."
He wanted to do this... Could it be about the kiss?
I noticed I close my eyes. But the whole nerve seems to concentrate on the lips, and rejection is counterproductive. When I opened it again, my purple eyes with a crazy passion looked at me. My chest is bitter and my breath is constant as soon as I get there, and my head is boggling.
My first kiss was longer than I thought. Put your hand on his chest and also dismiss it lightly trying to resist. I get my hands around my hips and I get even more drawn to them.
Besides, Raphael, he can't stop moving. His angled lips, his tongue pecking at my lips over and over again. Rather than healing the bitten part, this is the earliest (no longer)...
"... La, Rafael"
I raised my voice.
Although I only have a small voice like exhale.
Because I don't know these emotions. Happy but bitter, happy but ticklish. I can make contact with whomever I want - I just can't believe that's how filled I feel!
"Nica, I like you."
Raphael finally releases his lips. As I breathed heavily and deeply, I was now gently pressed on my shoulder and lay on my cushion. When he puts his foot on the bench as it is, he gets covered.
I jumped up in a hurry, sane with a giddy sound. I felt myself in danger so I stick my hand up and desperately stop him.
"Ma, wait!
"What's going on? Nica. Even though I've only touched it lightly yet."
"No, I've had enough. It's not light or heavy, and this happens before marriage... It's time to go back or the ball will be over."
What happened to the Great Hall after that? Filbert's voyeur noise should be just as sedated by now. If I don't go back, I'll be worried. Whatever I was holding back on, but I think it's odd that the prince hasn't been around forever.
"Nica is better than the ball. I want to be drowned by you a little more."
The glossy sound of a lover's mouth is remarkably destructive. My face gets hotter and hotter as Raphael turns a colorful smile. But here, you can't snort.
"Not at all! Come on..."
Before I could finish, the door opened from the outside.
If you think of anyone, it's the rumored owner, the escort Cleman.
"And I'm sorry. I can't believe you two..."
No way, what?
To the words of the escort, I take an objective look at ourselves.
On the bench is the prince and me. Raphael just took off his jacket and put his shirt on. I tried to stop him, put my hand on his naked chest...
No! I didn't let him take it off, he took it off voluntarily. Cut it out, that means stop!
"No..."
Next to me pulling my hand in and grating, Raphael is laughing at the couscous with pleasure. If you think so, someone peeked behind Cleman's face. It's Sophia!
"Oh, Veronica would be aggressive."
"No! This is the..."
Without knowing what to say, I mumble. My sister-in-law is laughing and doesn't look jealous. Instead, the escort and I looked at each other and seemed to be squeezing our shoulders. Cleman, the escort, also has no way of stopping Sofia, and is smiling. Then I knew you two were...
"It is. Nica won't be able to let me go."
"El!"
I scream in my old name.
I want you to stop kidding me at a time like this. If you deliberately put your hair up or something, and they mistakenly think I asked you out, how could you!
"If you think it's time to get married, is that it already? I can't believe you two are going to mess around until we let the ball go. It's my debut today."
Sophia is still adorable when she swells her cheeks. Is it true the prince has no untrained heroin? Looking up, Raphael and I gaze at each other. Beautiful purple eyes shine the moment they reflect me. I can't take my eyes off those eyes that are about to be sucked in.
Sophia's dissatisfied voice flew.
"Look, staring at each other is, uh... Elle, just tell your father what you promised, okay? Of course it's for your mother. As far as I'm concerned, I'm more worried about you..."
"Here, Sophia. How dare you speak against the prince? I told you I'd talk to you in person, right?
"Because - I've waited so long. I want to be happy soon, too. Elle's a prince, so his tattoo would suffice, wouldn't it?
"That's why I'm asking you not to..."
Sophia looking sweet as a girl and Raphael's escort with a bitter smile.
To the strange sight I saw, I open my mouth with Pocan. Cleman, who usually looks obnoxious, is expressive in front of Sophia. Meanwhile, does Sophia follow his word quietly, too, or she doesn't seem to disobey any more. Cleman doesn't seem to be able to help but Sophia is cute and Sophia sticks to him perfectly. As far as this goes, they look surprisingly good.
"I'm very sorry for your loss. This is it for us. Take your time."
Cleman, the escort, greeted him and disappeared with Sophia after the meeting. I don't mind that, but maybe I, I'm left to be mistaken?
"Take your time, 'cause. So, Nica, let's go on."
"I won't! I have to get back to the ball. What if everyone misunderstands that we both wanted to disappear?
I blued when I said it.
Immediately after declaring the ceremony two months later, the prince and his fiancée disappeared from the venue. If only they could imagine what we were doing alone...
"I think it's too late, and you don't have to go back like this. I don't mind, do I?
"I'll do it! You can't go anywhere like this."
"Right. So, Nica, give up and come to your daughter-in-law soon?
Raphael's angelic smile made him look like a demon for some reason at all this time. That's crazy. How did this happen?