When I wake up in the morning and get dressed, I tie my hair up at the back of my head first. I really want to tie her like Rebecca, but Aria's hair is too soft and drips quickly. Colour your gutless blonde hair with a dark blue ribbon to see how it looks in the mirror.
Today I paired a light water blouse with a teak leaf jumper skirt. Siegfried says, "Aria looks good in blue," so these days she's just wearing blue clothes and green clothes close to it. I want to get a little closer to his taste, though I may hardly grow taller anymore.
Siegfried says nothing about marriage days. Maybe it's a bad idea that Aria doesn't ask, but she has the courage to make sure. Aren't you really willing to marry me - I can't believe I'm scared to ask.
Siegfried sometimes disappears for a few days, but otherwise he spends time with Aria in the castle. Peaceful time, I like. But just a little, it's not enough.
Besides, Siegfried doesn't really show his face in the dining room these days. He appears fluttered around noon and disappears somewhere by sundown. Little by little, we're spending less time together. I'm in a hurry about it.
I stroked the cover of the thick book I was leaving on my desk and exhaled softly. Many of the books in the library are all dusty. The older the literature, the more old and elusive the words become. I couldn't find what I was looking for yet.
I look up at the sound of the door of the room being knocked. If you noticed, they accidentally read through the book. The clock needle was pointing near noon. When I hurried back and opened the door, Siegfried stood in the hallway after all.
"Aria, are you sick? I heard you didn't come for breakfast..."
"Excuse me! I accidentally fell for the book"
Golden eyes are directed into the room. Siegfried, who saw a book on his desk that left it wide open, grinned like a shuddered impression.
"Aria really likes books."
He holds his body up once and mouths it softly on his forehead.
"Dear Sieg..."
"Yeah?"
"Did you sleep properly?
"What about Aria?
"Huh?"
"Sleeping properly?
"I can sleep anywhere..."
"Oh well. Good."
Put your hands on the dusty, laughing Siegfried cheeks. Obviously, the complexion was slightly faint. Probably not sleeping properly. Are you going to be deluded by this even though it is so obvious to you?
"Are you still going to the library today?
"Today... shall we go to the courtyard"
"Courtyard?"
"Take your lunch and have a picnic."
"Difficult?"
Siegfried rounds his eyes properly. They were not very familiar words. Aria thinks a little and carefully spins the words.
"In nature, take the time to see the scenery, eat something delicious, take a nap."
"Sounds fun."
Siegfried, who giggles gently, took me to separate sandwiches and treats in the dining room. I'm told I'll have someone deliver the tea later, and I'll head straight to the courtyard.
I chose the courtyard because I thought it would be quietest and calming there. The space surrounding the walls on all sides is treasured as a hole with few visitors.
Lay a rug in the shade of a tree and spread your knees. Sitting between the knees of the Siegfried, with its breastplate on its back, he looks at the sky blurry. Are you bored, Siegfried is busy picking Aria's cheeks, combing her hair, and moving her hands. Leave it there because it's not particularly uncomfortable and close your eyes.
To Siegfried, I lied a little. It's true that I can sleep well anywhere, but I haven't slept very well lately. They take the time to read the book, and it will be after the day that I return to bed.
A gentle breeze comforts the sleepless body and invites them into the world of dreams. I felt comfortable getting a good night's sleep and left myself to a temperature that touched my skin. I feel the temperature even though I'm over the gloves because Siegfried's body is so hot.
Rubbing against a large palm addressed to his cheek, he chases him to his lips touched to plunder. Run after it, capture it. A raw warm object broke into the gap between the tightly touched lips.
"Huh..."
Stifles throat and drinks down the sweet juice that has fallen. A sweet, tender fever spread to stain the hungry body. Deep, tight lips combine and the tangled tongue drops sweet juice again.
"Mm-hmm..."
Swallow all the sweet juice that is going to overflow and sink into the bottom of your belly. Deepest and throated diligently to reach the place where he sought it without cutting. The mouth becomes red, hot and ripe with hot tongues. Finally, the juice, which was no longer drinkable, overflowed from the edge of his lips, conveying his jaw and flowing off.
Still, my body hurts if it's not enough, so I stick to my wide back in search of the next one. Fingers eat into the cloth, pull. Even though that's not enough at all, an acid-depleted head screams for air.
Strength fell out of his arms and collapsed firmly over the rug. I look at my golden eyes in my blurred vision, exhaling rough breaths with my wet lips.
"Sorry......"
"... why, do you apologize?
I asked in my painful breath, and it wasn't the answer that came back. "I'm sorry," Siegfried spinning in a small voice, hugging Aria's body. Silver hair flaunts her cheeks and her vision stains the sky. No clouds, good weather. Even though it was an unquestionable picnic day, the body I held back was trembling in small pieces.
"Dear Sieg, the sky is beautiful"
"Yeah?... yeah"
"You can't see it as it is, can you? Face up, please."
"Yeah......"
Siegfried wakes up in a snug motion and looks down at Aria. He himself creates a shadow, his golden eyes dark and shady. He wipes his mouth with his cuffs and remembers his saliva telling him there. You must have looked terrible. Siegfried, gloved fingertips touch the reddish aria's ears. Amazingly hot. That slowly passed down the neck muscle.
Through the clavicle, through the chest, further down. The palm attached to the lower abdomen is feverish. It's burning hot, as if trying to burn something smoking there, as if trying to share the heat that's going to overflow.
"Aria... I probably like you"
"Dear Sieg?
"I like you, I really like you..."
After waiting for the words to follow, Siegfried shut his mouth. Softly touch your tightly drawn lips with your fingertips.
"Me too, I like it"
Siegfried's lips remain tightly closed. I want you to say something, I want to hear your voice, and I deliberately make a bright voice. I spinned my words under the guise of innocence, knowing I was not fit for this occasion.
"I, this is my first love. First love won't come true, I knew it was a lie."
Slip the fingers that accompanied your lips on your cheeks and touch your earlobes. I imitated Siegfried did it and twisted it soft and twisted the red piercings that adorned it.
"I fell in love, I spoke, and beyond... all for the first time, Master Sieg"
The look on Siegfried's face, which was stiff and stiff, felt a little softer. Be happy and smile and put your index finger on your lips.
"It's embarrassing, so don't tell anyone, okay?
"Your habit..."
"Habits?"
"Tell me not to tell you, put your index finger on your lips...... who taught you that?
"I don't think it's something to teach anyone..."
I thought you'd laugh, but Siegfried looks difficult again. He carves a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows and looks down at Aria.
"Your country, the Chancellor's son, did the same trick several times."
"Was I?
If you ask me, I feel like he used to do that. Because, contrary to his serene appearance, he was a person who liked to tell pranky secrets.
"With that said, right. Maybe Mr. Viktor's habits have shifted......, eh!
The right hand that was touching the piercing is suddenly gripped in with a strong force. A sharp nail over the glove ate into the back of his hand.
"Aria...... don't inspire me too much"
"Dear Sieg..."
"I don't want to hurt you anymore."
A dark flame was burning in Siegfried's eyes, making a crying voice.