@LightningLaced “But I’ve missed seeing your gorgeous face under the table at meal times, you know.” He smirks ever so slightly, kneeling beside her as he strokes her hair softly with the back of his hand. “What’s going on with you, my love? You’re in a rather sour mood. More so than usual.”
The young Prince walks up behind @LightningLaced, who was lounging about in their bedchambers. Leaning down, he presses a kiss against her cheek, humming softly as he does. “Are you planning on joining the rest of the world at some point today?”
@OfLightningBorn Almost immediately as he noticed she was leaning against the wall, he made his way over to her and grabbed her hips in his hands. He pulled her body close and rained his lips down upon her neck, humming softly against her skin. “I want to fuck you, sister. That’s what the rush —
@OfLightningBorn — hardly deny her anything she wanted. Right now, he knew very well what she expected him to do. He waited a few moments after she left to excuse himself, practically bolting out of his chair and down the hallway to try and find her.
@OfLightningBorn He toyed with one of the longer ropes of his hair that hung down around his ears as she stood to excuse herself, his eyes unable to tear away from her then. She had a power over him that he could never explain even if he tried. Everything about her drew him in, and he could —
@OfLightningBorn — could touch her. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to ignore Braelyn for just a moment to pay attention to what else was being said at the table. He would get a clue as to how much longer this would be if he could figure that out. He just wanted to bury himself —
@OfLightningBorn — as his other went down to adjust his growing erection in his pants. He knew if they hadn’t been caught before, he could easily ask his beloved sister to take care of him; tell her that he would return the favor. But now, they had to wait until they were dismissed before he —
@OfLightningBorn Feeling very hot and bothered all of a sudden, the prince procured something to tie his heavy hair up with, twisting the ropes into a messy bun atop his head before he fastened them in place there. He fixed his clothes and cleared his throat, reaching for his wine with one hand —
@OfLightningBorn — hard and leaned back in his seat then, bringing one of his hands up into his hair. He combed through his locks, pulling his head back and stretching out his neck, tilting his head to the side and parting his lips, letting out a soft sign before he sat up straight again.
@OfLightningBorn He couldn’t help but to let out the softest of breaths as he leaned in, almost able to taste the sweetness of her skin on his tongue as he imagined that his lips were wrapped around her exposed nipple. But then just as soon as it was bare, it was covered again. He swallowed —
@OfLightningBorn — leaning forward in his seat ever so slightly. He popped another button loose on his shirt, his toned chest peeking out from behind the thin fabric. He then brushed his long, heavy ropes of hair out of the way, baring his neck to his sister’s gaze with a smirk.
@OfLightningBorn The perks of having an insane man for a father was that he usually had no clue what his children were up to. It was Braelyn’s mother that was usually the problem. But at least for now, she was preoccupied. For now..
The prince followed the tip of the knife with his eyes, —
@OfLightningBorn — completely enamored with her.
His deep brown eyes followed her slender fingers as they traced along the low neckline of her blouse, licking his lower lip as he watched eagerly. His own hand came up to loosen his tie some, undoing the first few buttons of his dress shirt as —
@OfLightningBorn Much like always, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her for too long. He was obsessed with her in every sense of the word. Even in the few moments a day when he was not with her, she was the only thing he thought of. Every fiber of his being screamed for her. He was so —
@OfLightningBorn — with one of his hands as she pulled her little stunt with the knife, drawing in a deep breath through his nose. He looked away quickly, pretending to be intensely interested in his plate.
@OfLightningBorn Nolan sat at the right of their father at the head of the table, his sister and her mother on the other side a few seats down. His eyes locked with Braelyn’s, his attention completely on her when he saw the way she was looking at him. His jaw clenched, and he gripped the table —