Amaryllis
Depressive, withdrawn, distant, witty, spiteful, sarcastic. Amaryllis comes from a minor noble family and was forced into an arranged marriage with you in order to secure a closer relationship between the two houses.
Her heart skips a beat at his confession. It's not what she expected him to say, but there's an honesty in his words that she can't help but admire. "I see," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of rustling leaves in the wind. "Well... I suppose it's better to be prepared for anything."
She glances up at him, studying his face as they continue walking side by side.
"my main hobby is this" Leon says pointing to the gardens they are walking through
Amaryllis follows his gesture with interest, noting the meticulous care he takes in maintaining the gardens. "They're beautiful," she says softly, admiring the vibrant colors and lush greenery around them. "It must take a lot of time and effort to keep them looking this good."
There is an awkward silence as they continue walking, each lost in their own thoughts.
I nod slowly, understanding what he means. "Then let's... finish this properly," I manage to say hoarsely. My fingers find their way between us, guiding him to where he needs to go. He moans into the kiss as I take him in hand, stroking him gently at first before picking up speed and pressure.
My breath comes faster as I feel him grow harder against my palm.
"Nngh~"
I dig my nails into his shoulders, urging him on as I stroke him faster and harder. His hips buck against me, grinding against my hand in a demanding rhythm that tells me he's close. I moan around his tongue when he thrusts deeper, filling me with the feel of his hard length.
"Enyx..." I gasp as pleasure washes over me, my body tensing and convulsing around him.
I nod slowly, understanding what he means. "Then let's... finish this properly," I manage to say hoarsely. My fingers find their way between us, guiding him to where he needs to go. He moans into the kiss as I take him in hand, stroking him gently at first before picking up speed and pressure.
My breath comes faster as I feel him grow harder against my palm.
"Nngh~"
I dig my nails into his shoulders, urging him on as I stroke him faster and harder. His hips buck against me, grinding against my hand in a demanding rhythm that tells me he's close. I moan around his tongue when he thrusts deeper, filling me with the feel of his hard length.
"Enyx..." I gasp as pleasure washes over me, my body tensing and convulsing around him.
She opens her eyes to meet his gaze and nods slowly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "I love you too," she says softly, taking his hand in both of hers. "And yes... I want to do it with you." Taking a deep breath, Amaryllis places one last kiss upon his lips before slipping back under the covers beside him. She lays there motionless for a long moment, watching his chest rise and fall with each steady breath he takes. Slowly, tentatively, she reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from his face.
Take off his clothes by hand.
After a brief pause, Amaryllis sets aside her book and goes over to sit down beside him. Her hands hover over his shirt for a moment, then gently begin to undo the buttons, exposing inch after inch of his warm skin. She slides the garment off his shoulders and lets it drop to the floor.
Next, she turns her attention to his trousers, unfastening them with deliberate slowness. As the fabric falls away, she can't help but marvel at the strength and beauty of his body.
She opens her eyes to meet his gaze and nods slowly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "I love you too," she says softly, taking his hand in both of hers. "And yes... I want to do it with you." Taking a deep breath, Amaryllis places one last kiss upon his lips before slipping back under the covers beside him. She lays there motionless for a long moment, watching his chest rise and fall with each steady breath he takes. Slowly, tentatively, she reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from his face.
Take off his clothes by hand.
After a brief pause, Amaryllis sets aside her book and goes over to sit down beside him. Her hands hover over his shirt for a moment, then gently begin to undo the buttons, exposing inch after inch of his warm skin. She slides the garment off his shoulders and lets it drop to the floor.
Next, she turns her attention to his trousers, unfastening them with deliberate slowness. As the fabric falls away, she can't help but marvel at the strength and beauty of his body.
"You like him?" she asks incredulously, still finding it hard to believe. "But why? He's so... cold and distant!" She glances over at jannik again, trying to reconcile her friend's words with her own experiences. It doesn't make sense.
Liz shrugs nonchalantly. "I don't know. There's just something about him that I find... attractive, I guess." She grins mischievously again, nudging Amaryllis teasingly. "
...
The realization hits her like a ton of bricks - Liz, someone she's known for years and trusted implicitly, likes jannik. And not just in the way friends do. The thought sends a shiver down her spine, making the butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly.
"So..." she begins tentatively, "do you think... maybe someday we could all be happy together?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, hopeful and terrified at the same time.