Chapter 6: Banquet (3) fuzzy Mind
No one's actually heard what Edith uttering except for the man on her side. He could see the lady's annoyance, scribbled all over her face. 'Maybe, she was one of the girls whom targeting the crown prince.' he assumes, and thought how naive the lady despite her delicacy.
"What the F*uck!!"
Then he heard the girl cursing under her breath. He shifts his body into her directions only to found out that it was his glass that she had drunk.
"Too strong !" Her brows frown, glancing at the drained cups. Then she looks at the other glass, it was hers. Her eyes recognizing the dimmer on her left side. He was the handsome guy from the same dinner table.
"Sorry, I mistook your drink as mine." She spoke automatically.
"No, it's fine. Are you alright? I had mine stronger than the average." as he replied that, several men took a glimpse at the lady figure. His sharp eyes didn't miss the keen eyes around them.
Before she could answer him, a subtle pain throbbing her head. Her body heated with a slight dizziness, and her face flushed red. "I am not fine at all..." she staggered, caught by his arm. 'She's soft...' the man thought inwardly.
"Let me lift you to the restroom..." He suggests, staring at her pair eyes.
"Mind telling me your name, sir ?" she's holding out every consciousness she had before the alcohol take over her sane mind.
"Isaac..."
"Then please, sir Isaac... Thank you." she smiled gratefully, letting herself guided by him.
They leave the ballroom and reach the lavish restroom near the hall. Isaac opening his reserved area, he chooses his lodge for her safety. After all, it was his drink which caused her drunk.
He leads Edith to the nearest sofa, while one of his attendant closes the door deliberately. He stands in front of the exit like a guard.
Edith clouded mind saw the man who held her. He was handsome and charming. She reached the man's collar, trapping him in her embrace. Isaac didn't thought she was this bolder, he could feel the tender mounds pressed his firm chest. A delicate floral scent covering his sensory, and instinctively he seizes her slim waistline.
A wide grin appeared on her facial face.
"Hello there sweeties" her tone like a bird mirth in the dawn, her pair red eyes gazing at him. Seducing him unconsciously, he was a man after all. An adult without engagement, he's sole purpose was to watch the crown prince today, not entangled with another noble lady.
As fate pulling another string, a soul without devotion to this realm becomes new variables.
"You're drunk, my lady." He stated, as he tucked her disheveled hair to the earlobes, a pair of earrings dancing in unison every time the girl head moves. Isaac's hand stroking her cheek, down to her luscious lips and brushing it tenderly. He had this strange urge looking at the soft plump lips, he wants to devour it severely.
He was no saint.
"I am not that drunk, you know? It's just everything seems fantasy, and this is not real." she spoke to him while playfully stroking Isaac's long hair from behind.
Isaac chuckled hearing her remarks, and obviously, she was intoxicated. He lifts her body, while her two hands still embracing him. They were standing after Isaac sought to make her sit before.
He walks into the long sofa, laying her down. Placing a pillow for her back and struggled to unlock her embrace on his neck. He held both of her hand, as he breaks free from it a soft touch landed on his lips. His eyes widened, watching the girl kissing him.
A few seconds later, she pulled herself and saw the perplexed face in front of her. Edith cheeks reddened. In the first place Edith was a virgin with no boyfriend. As she become old, she never had a chance of being intimate with a guy. That's why, she was attracted to the man in front of her. The alcohol aroused her boldness, his embrace, scent, his broad chest, and manly appearance suit her reference more than the stupid crown prince. As she acted coy all of a sudden, Isaac completely lost his reasoning.
"It's not enough..." he murmured.
A large hand reaching Edith's head, along with a powerful hand circling her waist. He brushed her luscious lips and devouring it to his heart content. Both could hear the erratic heartbeat, Edith had surrendered her reasons the moment he kissed her as she let him in deeper. Isaac, pushes her body down to the sofa.
He kissed her twice, thrice, fourth like eating a delicious meal. As he parted the linked lips between them. Her bright rosy cheeks permeated on top of her white skin. Her lips reddened from his touch, a little swollen but still tempting.
Isaac know if he didn't stop here, it would escalate more than it should be. He could taste the wine she drank before, 'delicious' He thought and it's a waste if she didn't have time to dance at her coming of age banquet.
"I'll take your medicine." he whispered, patting her head. He stands, removing his outer suit, loosening his stuffy necktie. He put his clothes near her sofa and walk straight out of the restroom. He feels hot inside.
His attendant seems puzzled, looking at his master appearance. He looks a bit flushed on both of his ear.
"What happened inside, my Lord ?" he asks
"Nothing, Jack. Take some drunkenness medicine from the Doctor, It's for the lady inside." He instructed coolly.
"Alright, anything else my lord ?"
"What's her name ?"
"She is Lady Edith Geneivre, a daughter of Count Seiruss Geneivre and Estrillda Geneivre."
"Her companion in this party ?"
"A step-brother, Sir Adam Geneivre is her companion for tonight's ball."
"Good, please inform him after you give me the medicine."
Isaac told him to go, then there he was, the only ones left in front of the door.
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Blackcat96 Honestly i am not sure if this allright to describing how passionate they was, still am as shy as them when writing it XD
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