“Now, I hope for you to help me in suppressing that book,” Ryuk smiled, seeing Dristhi’s teasing gaze and the curves of her lips returning to normal, evident that his guess was more than correct.
“Miss Regina, why don’t you stay here until Lady Drishti suppresses the thesis?” Esme, seeing both Ryuk and Drishti finally come to a conclusion on their matters, turned her gaze towards Regina, who was calmly standing while holding her sword hilt, appearing composed.
Regina, hearing Esme’s words, glanced at her before switching her eyes towards Drishti, who was looking at Esme with blank eyes.
Regina understood it was clearly an attempt to prevent her from accompanying her liege further.
Her suspicion became firm the moment her eyes fell on Esme’s hand, where her delicate fingers clenched the young man’s tightly, not even letting air pass through them in desperation.
“Fine, I will keep an eye on Lady Drishti.” Not having anything important to discuss with Ryuk, Regina moved towards the book.
Both Drishti and her gaze showed an obvious understanding of the situation.
Although Regina’s gaze showed calmness to give space to the two lovebirds, Drishti seemed prepared to spy on whatever was about to happen.
“Mae, why don’t you count your coins while sitting calmly in one place?” Esme glanced down towards Mae, suggesting she take some rest for now and not accompany them.
“Hm, why would—fine.” Mae wanted to reject the suggestion, but her eyes caught a silver shine from Dristhi’s hand, who, in search of something interesting, had offered a reward to Mae for not accompanying them.
“Good, let’s go now.” Esme turned her attention towards the young man who had kept quiet until now, noticing everything happening in front of him with a composed demeanor, clearly understanding what Esme was trying to achieve.
“Fine, but can you give me someti—” Before Ryuk could say more, his wrist was clenched by Esme, who pulled him along with her while swiftly moving out from that place.
‘This was unexpected,’ Ryuk thought, though he allowed himself to be pulled along without any resistance. His eyes noticed the subtle hint of blush around Esme’s ears, the warmth of her fingers wrapped around his wrist, and the sound of her heartbeat reaching his ears.
In conclusion, Esme’s upcoming actions were overwhelming her whole being, which seemed to slowly start affecting Ryuk too. Somewhat guessing what was about to come, he increased his pace.
Finally, they left the sight of the others, turning right upon reaching the exit of the hallway. They kept moving, with Esme saying in a more than whispered tone, “Don’t stop.”
Her mind was in a haze as they finally arrived in front of a room. Without delay, Esme entered as the metallic door automatically slid open.
“Haa… Haa…” Entering the room while gasping from the pace and her racing heart, Esme’s gaze shot towards Ryuk, who was glancing at the door that had just shut.
“Why did you leave me alone?” Esme mumbled, her eyes slightly damp, and her golden pupils trembling rapidly, seeking an answer from the young man who had left her early in the morning.
For someone who dearly loves you, the first thing they would want to see in the morning would be the sight of their beloved.
But here, this man had left her alone when she had achieved such a feat in battle by pushing herself beyond her limits.
“I thought you needed a rest,” Ryuk said, leaning forward. Her eyes caught his spotless skin, sharp jawline, and those amber eyes that were a curse, a curse that wanted to melt her, to dilute her very being into them.
“You could have just remained there while hugging me,” Esme said, also leaning closer, arriving an inch away. The warmth of his breath caressed her soft, milky white skin, and her quivering red lips showed the disappointment she felt when she found him absent this morning.
“I… am sorry.” Seeing her state, Ryuk’s eyes softened, a visible smile adorning his face that conveyed he was as disappointed as she was to leave such a sight in the morning. His fingers moved upwards, climbing through her white hair strands, coiling them around his fingers before finally releasing them.
As if not wanting to separate from his fingers, those hair strands protested but were blown away by a soft wind coming from the open window inside the room, scattering them across Esme’s beautiful face. This added an allure to the sight, capable of mesmerizing even the hardest of hearts.
But for her, it seemed her beauty wasn’t enough to melt the stubborn stone in front of her.
“I hate you.” Feigning anger, Esme turned her eyes away from those eyes which had betrayed her earlier in the morning, now appearing as if they held all the care and warmth of the world for her. It was clear cheating.
“Mutual feelings,” Ryuk chuckled, adding to her antics leaned closer, enough to leave no space for even air to pass between them.
thump thump
In that fleeting moment, all the facade of composure, the averted eyes, and the mind trying to keep hatred for this man, shattered into pieces.
What was left was a soft, damp touch on her soft petal-like lips.
“Mnn…mphh….” Esme’s pupils, though trembling a few moments ago, were now frozen, having nothing of their own to say in this matter where her very curvy lips, acting as the vocal point for their protest, were sealed mercilessly.
“Hng?!” Esme’s mind stopped the moment her neck felt two fingers dancing as they moved behind her neck, messing with the curves, while her upper lip seemed to be devoured by a hungry beast.
“Hmm….slurp.” Ryuk’s senses seemed to momentarily let loose as he sucked on the perky, damp lips, his tongue savoring the taste of peach, and his nose assaulted by the natural aroma of her hair and body.
Esme’s hand seemed to fall, submitting to the desires overtaking her senses in that moment.
It was overwhelming for her poor heart, which was being burned in the passionate desire of his obsession.
Love, lust, or whatever it was, both of their minds for that small moment seemed not to care about the outside world.
“Ieeek—?!” Esme winced in pain, feeling him bite her lip out of nowhere and retreating back while stretching with a string of saliva following behind, a teasing smile adorning his face.
“Whhhhaayyy?” Her words seemed broken like her, fingers instantly holding his collar, wanting an answer not because he bit her lip but because he halted midway.
She wanted to see his desire, obsession, and love for her.
She couldn’t always see through his words or measure the extent of his heart holding love for her. So the only thing she could do was test everything on the ground of his hunger for her body.
“Why aren’t you attacking, huh?” Ryuk leaned in, nudging her nose with his, clearly stating that he showed what he had—what about her?
Wasn’t she a strong woman who showed such potential in yesterday’s battle?
What happened now?
His meaning was clear: I allow you, so attack me and see who wins.
GULP
Esme gulped hard, seeing the perfectly symmetric, spotless face, clear skin, and those high jawlines adorned by fluttering black raven hair, with eyes challenging her to a duel.
The same was true for Ryuk, whose eyes seemed to look at the most heavenly sight at that moment.
Those dewy, perky red lips under his assault were wet enough to let saliva drip down her neck, moving until it disappeared into the cleavage of her milky white skin, which kept expanding and relaxing due to heavy breathing.
Her eyes were hazy, the only thought remaining in both of their minds at that time was to devour each other in a way that left an unending mark.
