"You can try to deny it all you want, Blossom," he whispered, his voice low and rough with desire. "But your body betrays you. It wants me, just as much as you do. And I’m not going to let you deny it any longer." he couldn’t hold back any longer. Her defiance, her stubbornness, her feistiness - ev
{Third person's pov} Luna stepped out of the bathrooms in the bathrobe, barely being able to stand she looked at Arthur who was sitting on the couch and doing something on his phone. "What am I supposed to wear?" he looked up from my phone as she emerged from the bathroom, his gaze roaming over
he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, his touch meant to soothe her nerves. he could sense the tension in her body, the way her mind was no doubt swirling with anxious thoughts. "But they'll warm up to you," he continued, his voice firm and confident. "Once they see how amazing you are, how much
{Third person's pov} they took their seats at the dinner table, the atmosphere tense and filled with unspoken tension. his parents, still struggling to wrap their minds around his declaration, kept stealing glances at Luna and at him. he reached under the table and squeezed her thigh, silently c
{Third person's pov} he smiled as he felt her body relax against his. he continued driving, his hands still resting on her hips, occasionally tracing small circles with his thumbs. "See? It's not so bad, is it?" he murmured, his voice low and soothing. she nodded in response, her eyes still clos
"Stop flattering yourself," Her voice flickered with sarcasm as she spoke. he chuckled at her sarcastic tone, finding her stubbornness and sass endearing. he pulled her even closer, his chest pressed firmly against her softness. "I'm not flattering myself, sweetheart," he whispered, his breath hot
{Third person's pov} he felt his heart skip a beat as the curtains opened and she revealed herself in the dress. It was absolutely stunning. The way the dress hugged her curves, the way the backless design revealed glimmers of her soft skin, drove him wild with desire. He stood up, his eyes glued o
"keep that back, I am never wearing that." she spoke, her face flickering with nervousness. she knew he was determined and he will do it no matter what, but she still denied it. he chuckled at her protest, her nervous tone only making him more amused. he put the lacy piece back and picked up another