The Demon’s Bride

Elise's hand found its way to her skirt, taking some fabric to her palm and crunching it together to give herself a push in a back she needed. Staying idle was good to keep herself from being hurt in case Ian reject her and put a distance to their relationship but Elise thought that the step forward was what it take for her to decide whether the love she has will be reciprocated or turned down.

"When I ask if I want both, to stay with you forever and to swear everything for you. That I..." Elise whole face were lit in the heat, her head dizzy but she won't use the excuse to back down. She never know when chances will arise again like today. "That I want to be someone that stay forever by your side, would you allow me to do that? No, I mean, what will you say about that?"

"You are not clear enough for me to draw a meaning from your wordings. You do know there is an easier way to ask me what you want, don't you?" asked Ian. This was t what he wanted. He needed the words from her which was not this. He saw how Elise's patience was running thin but it wasn't only her patience that was in a dire state. He too, doesn't see the need to drag things out now that Elise had accepted him regardless of his form.

She inhaled a mouthful of breath, thinking to say it aloud but the words failed to come loud, "I love you, Master Ian. I want to be by your side more than a maid to you." At one point, Elise felt her eyes teared up. Her blue eyes glossy like liquid.

"Finally," Ian whispered for Elise to catch his words clearly. He slanted face slightly to the right side and he went slowly to catch Elise's lips, pushing his body as his horn disappeared and his wings to. Ian took a hold of Elise's hand that were touching his horn to take it rest over his shoulder and pushed her forward for her back to be pressed on the cold glass door.

Elise's eyes went wide, she couldn't believe what happened in the span of second. Her finger spread out awkwardly near the glass door, not knowing what to do as her entire body stiffen. Is she kissing Master Ian now? Her mind went on an instance panic, not knowing what to do. Thoughts and reasons of the kiss waltz in her mind but when his warm lips softly pulling her lower lips licking it, all she could do was to throw her reasons out of her window and focus on his lips.

Slowly her stiff nerves loosened and she accepted what was given. The obedience had Ian to pull his lips and quirk into a smile.

Elise hands pressed to the glass window where cracks start to form behind her but as the position was bellow her hips, covered by the skirt, not Elise or Ian noticed this. The cracks form larger when Ian's lips caught the upper seam of her lips.

With his hand on her waist, Ian pulled her body closer, pressing that he felt her soft chest over his, feeling her heartbeat as it beat along with the sound his sharp ears had caught. Her lips were soft and the most delicious as Ian had thought while staring at his lips form time to time. It was the lips he had wanted to mark over and now he had the chance to, he would not have the chance to run from him.

Ian's hands waved through her hairs, pulling it slightly and his lips suck her lips cooing one without forgetting the other while his long fingers softly moved to press on her hips, gliding along with the curves after her waist. When he did that, he caught a hitch from Elise's breaths, her body had tensed in surprise and the overwhelming emotions she had that she forgot to breathe.

Elise didn't know what to do. She never kissed or be kissed. The feeling of Ian's lips stirred up every fiber in her body and somewhere she lost herself to indulge on the kiss. Ian had completely taken her under his embrace. Skillfully managing to bring pleasure she didn't know.

"Wait, please," Elise whispered when a gap form when Ian pulled away to take on another kiss from her. Elise saw how her words only darkened Ian's red eyes that brew an intense look that had her shudder and her knees goes weak.

"What is there for me to wait?" Ian was not satiated with just a peck. He was born with a high sexual drive and the only reason why he didn't pounce on Elise was because he didn't want her to run. Even though if Elise had run he was able to block her way, twist every path out there she had so she would run back again to him but that was the last resort he didn't want to use it on her.

The sweet being he treasured must be taken with the gentlest touch although he can't assure in the future he would be gentle when one kiss had make all sense in him fading away. "That's not good to tell me to stop. You have done the opposite effect by moaning me to stop." His voice dropped low.

"I didn't moan!" she argued but her voice was too weak to sound like she objected his words. Elise blushed harder on her words but she didn't know if she did moaned. "I need the answer," she replied. Elise didn't know how she managed to hold her thoughts without having it blown away after the kiss. It happen only in Elise's wildest dream where she would kiss Ian but today it happen.

"Was the kiss not enough to tell you my reply? Oh, I will be playing not fair if I elicit reply from you but did not put the words you want hear so you could be at ease," Ian spoke and his words somewhere felt to Elise was directed to himself. "You said you want to stay with me. Forever. Do you know the consequence?"

"I don't," Elise replied frankly, her heartbeat was too loud and it busted her. "But I want to know. Whatever the consequences is, I want to stay with you."

"Great words, my dear." Ian's eyes over Elise seam to burn like flame, setting wild. "You said you wish to swear your life to me," Ian spoke as he pulled her hand, taking her right hand to hold out her ring finger. Elise watch how Ian stared on her eyes before she saw him taking her finger to his mouth, biting to her finger. When he pulled out, a teeth mark circled around her finger that somewhere look like a ring. "Likewise, I will swear my long unfulfilling life for you too. To stay beside you like what you wish to me whatever the consequences."

With his hand on her waist, Ian pulled her close again his teeth nipping on her lips but not enough to draw out blood. He felt her muscle loosening the stiffness, and her hand getting milder on the second kiss. The glass near her hands that cracked slowly revert to how it was before, spotlessly without a sign that it had almost shattered before a haze covered over it as if a pile of ice have come close in contact with the glass.