waves her index finger around while her other hand rests on her forehead.
“ Mon cœur ne fait que battre à la chamade quand on est ensemble——
un amour que je ne comprends pas—— ahh.. qu’est-ce qui m’arrive .ᐣ ”
oh.. sweet Marie.
“ you are such a tease, do you know that .ᐣ ”
&&. this time, the queen sat up—- on his stomach. using her hands to describe her current situation would be better, anyway.
“ je ne sais pas ce que tu veux, mais tu cherches quelque chose. ”
his tone had been equal to the smile on his face, purest hint of innocence like it hadn`t been planned from the get─ well, technically, it wasn`t ─ she had jumped him … 💧
⠀
though, she didn’t move any further, cerulean hues drifting away as her cheeks were slowly puffing out.
uff.. uff.
how dare he behave this way .ᐣ
“ tu es méchant. ”
“ eek—— .ᐟ ”
her body flinches instantly after feeling his warm lips against her ear, it startled her, just a bit.
that devilish king.. .ᐟ
always up for some tricks.
( * ♨️ )
“ je veux voir la tête que tu feras quand tu trouveras ce genre d`amour qu`on ne sait pas encore comment échanger ~
⠀⠀don`t expect reprieve otherwise, 𝑀arie ~ ”
⠀⠀white flags had not been accepted !
⠀
( ,, ,, )
speaking of them, they’re quite red.
“ u.. uff.. is it so wrong to seek for it .ᐣ you are not helping either, my dear king. ”
he has been chasing for hers, as well.
huffs.. hands slowly moving down to his sides, searching for an easy spot for her to.. pinch him .ᐟ
tickling her to no end, does he not have a heart .ᐣ
. . . not to mention how sweet his voice sounded to her ears just now.
there had been no mercy from him, the swoon of his fingers lingered just a moment further before eloping with her back once more;
⠀⠀perhaps a little reprieve.
⠀
rare were the times where the throne would call for her aid—- not once had she thought about seeing this same light once more, nearly comforting..
so warm, easy to reach out as someone awaits for her presence to be revealed.
— facial features softening after taking a better glance at who Marie had encountered.
“ Servant, Rider. I have come forth in response to your summons. ”
a small smile dance across her visage, as her hand carefully reaches out for his own.