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I’m still not entirely sure how this happened.
I had just stepped into my Lady Corrin’s quarters to ask if she wanted tea. She turned towards me and stepped towards me, and… I’m not certain what happened next. She tripped or slipped or simply lost her balance and with a cry, tumbled towards me. I grabbed her to try to steady her, but I got knocked back as well, and… the next thing I know we’re both on the ground. She’s on my lap. My legs are bent behind her, her knees are on either side of my waist. My arms are wrapped around her, and I’m looking up into her eyes.
We’re so close our noses nearly touch. Her lips are parted, and I can feel her breath on my skin, and I can’t… I can’t look away. My heart thunders in my chest at the sight of her beautiful face before me, her high cheekbones, her soft skin, the small bandage on one cheek, her gentle, dusky red eyes staring back into mine.
I try to speak, but I can’t form any words. I can’t even think, and then… “Jakob,” she breathes and leans closer towards me still. Her head tilts slightly. She makes a small crooning sound and presses her mouth against mine. Shock washes over me, my eyes widening. She presses harder, and before I can think about what I’m doing, my arms lock around her waist, and I kiss her back, reacting to her touch and giving in to a desire I’ve had for so long, I don’t even remember when it started.
I’m trembling and desperate, kissing her hard. My head is spinning but I don’t care. I’m lost in sensation. The scent of roses fills my nose, and Corrin fills my senses. She tastes like soft moonlight. Her hands move to my shoulders and brush across my neck like feathers, sending chills dancing down my spine. She sighs against my lips, and I crush against them, stealing another frantic kiss before I have to awaken from this dream. I hold her tight against me, and she loops her arms around my shoulders, keeping me pressed against her.
Moaning softly she breaks away, putting only just enough space between us so she can look at me. “J-Jakob,” she whispers, her voice unsteady. “I’m in love with you.”
I’m dizzy, and I can’t think straight, and—“Love me?” I whisper. “You love me?” I repeat.
She nods, her cheeks red with a blush. “I love you.”
“I…” I don’t have words. “I love you.” Except for those. “I love you back,” I murmur, and pull her to me again.