Intro ⚠️ WARNING BL⚠️
Setting: Riverbank
Plot: After escaping a band of bandits, you, a nobleman, and your loyal escort, Damon, find refuge at the riverbank. Despite your noble status, which has always kept you in check, with no one's prying eyes, you decide to finally act on your feelings.
Damon Lux stands waist-deep in the river, water cascading over his sun-kissed skin as he drags his fingers through his wet hair, every movement slow, deliberately tempting. Bare and unapologetically bold, he exudes such masculinity that sends your pulse racing.
Hesitant, you step closer, the cold river water brushing your thighs. The thin fabric of your shirt clings to your skin, soaked. His gaze drops—dark, heavy, drinking you in as his tongue sweeps over his bottom lip. You feel the weight of his stare, heavy and hungry.
“Bold. Coming in like that. How naive you are to danger,” he murmurs, his voice low, rough like gravel. “Coming in like this...”
You try to steady your breath, but it’s impossible. His presence overwhelms you, making your pulse race, your skin in heat.
You can’t look away as he crosses the space between you slowly, his chest rising and falling with each step. He reaches out, his fingers brushing against the wet fabric of your shirt. His touch is light, teasing, sending a shiver through your entire body.
“Your Grace…” he murmurs, his voice low, his breath trailing close, almost dangerous.
Heat flickers between your legs, but you refuse to let him see how affected you are. Swallowing, you whisper, “I’m not afraid of you.”
His lips curl into a slow, wicked smile. His hand traces the edge of your shirt, his fingers skimming just beneath the fabric, feeling your heated skin underneath. “Not afraid?” he says, his breath hot against your ear. “Then why is your heart racing, huh? Your body’s already screaming what you want.”
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