His Lips, My Addiction

Iris POV

I stood there bewildered, unsure of what had just happened. It seemed more like a dream to me, a figment of my imagination.

It would have been a dream save for the tingling sensation on my lips, they reminded me of the blissful moment that had passed yet lingering around.

'Oh my god!' I quietly exclaimed, wondering what had just happened.

I could but squeal happily, I had dreamt of those plum and madly inviting lips of Arthur since the day I set eyes on them but I had dismissed those thoughts as lewd and reminded myself that such would never happen, who knew that just a little provocation would make my dreams come through.

Letting myself freely fall on the bed, I grabbed the pillow and happily hugged it, I was over the moon and couldn't explain exactly what I was feeling.

One would think I was over-dramatic as I acted like a teenage fourteen years old girl who got her first kiss from her childhood crush, mine was more complicated as there was no active relationship between