Author's note: A bit shorter than previous chapters because I decided to split the last chapter into two chapters instead one super long chapter. Yes, next one is the last chapter (maybe). Thank you for reading until this chapter!
Trample[D] - Chapter 16
I wish for your happiness…
A warm smile passed over her face when Eira opened her eyes as she gazed at the handsome visage of a man she loved the most. He was always frowning in his sleep, with his usual stern look and the crooked eyebrows. It seemed like the man was always thinking about a lot of things even in his dream.
Just a few weeks ago she awoke inside his embrace, after one exhausting night from endless cry. That time she was devastated, hating everything; the cursed book, the cruel fate, and also, herself. She thought that she didn't deserve the love from Cor Leonis, for she was still being haunted by the love from the past.
But all of those determinations had crumbled at the night where she thought that the man would leave her for eternity. She knew certainly, that she didn't want to let him go, she didn't want to lose him, she yearned to hear his voice, and she missed his warmth, his smile, his lustrous blue, all of him. That night she did everything she could to save his life, even if she exhausted herself for using most of her magic power.
"Something on my face?"
The raven blinked in surprise when the man opened his eyes then staring at her with the pair of his beautiful blue orbs. She answered him with a soft giggle, "No."
"Hmm…" Cor moved forward, brushing his lips to the soft ones of her. "What an intense stare."
"You're so cute when you're sleeping." this time she was the one who brought her face closer to the man, giving him the longer kiss than what the man gave.
Cor closed his eyes, letting the woman slip her tongue into his mouth and savor him hungrily. In the dark, he could feel both of her tiny hands moved to his shoulders, pushing him until he lied on his back. A chuckle escaped his lips between their kisses, as he caught the woman crawling above him.
Wrapping his hands around her slender body, he twirled the tongue that was invading his mouth, sucking it and biting it gently, amused that Eira was being too passionate about him. He opened his eyes while they were kissing, looking at how the woman actually was staring at him with her tantalizing obsidian. He shut his eyelids again when she had closed her own eyelids, for doing so he could focus every of his sense to feel the warmth of her goluptious lips, her skillful tongue, and her soft skin on his bare body.
Of course, it was not the first time for Eira to be this… aggressive, and Cor totally enjoyed it. Especially after one month not having a chance nor reason to see each other, and also after three months not embracing each other.
They had just returned to Lestallum yesterday. Getting injured from the incident, also, losing two hunters at one time, Monica asked Cor not to take any other mission. The man was grieving upon hearing that he had just lost two hunters from his team, deeply regretting his lack of strength, and his disability to make the wise decision at that time. He didn't expect that there were three coeurls and two behemoths soon after they exited the tower. Had already been injured by the daemons from the dungeon, Cor was not strong enough to protect his own comrades. He was only capable of defeating a coeurl and a behemoth, but unfortunately, the other behemoth clawed his chest deeply, and he had given all of his curative to his fellow hunters. Good thing he could find a few rocks that might hide his body while waiting for the rescue team from Lestallum. However, the man couldn't withstand the pain while gradually losing his consciousness. And by that time he closed his eyes, Cor wished he could see the woman he loved for the last time before catching his last breath which was somehow being granted by… the Astral?
But, Cor didn't believe in the Astral anymore. For they were only selfish divine beings.
Seeing how gloomy Cor's expression had become after returning to their home, Eira comforted him the whole night. She kissed him right after Cor closed the door, and they ended up making love in the living room, in the shower room as they cleaned their body, in the kitchen before they had the dinner, and three times more in Eira's bedroom.
He missed her. Even those were not enough to tell her how much he missed her.
"What do you want for breakfast?" giving a smirk, he asked her with a whisper when they paused their passionate kisses for taking a breath.
Slightly panted, Eira gave soft kiss on the tip of his noses before answering, "Should we talk about it now?"
Chuckling, Cor moved his head until his lips touched the woman's then replied, "We can postpone the conversation if you want."
Cor loved it when she replied to him with a soft giggle. She laughed, she smiled, and Cor was happy to witness it, after months they spent together in the overwhelming sadness that seemed like eternity.
The man tilted his head when Eira kissed his jawline, going south to his neck and planted a sensual kiss on his skin, bit it, sucked it to give a mark he usually created on her. Well, actually she should wear something to cover her neck since he had given her dozens of purple marks along her skin last night.
His fingers trailed on her body, sensing her soft skin that had been scarred by dozens of scars. He caressed those rough thin marks, appreciating every part of her that met his fingertips.
She moved down, kissing the line of huge scars on his chest, the one that was inflicted by the raging beast, and the one that brought her back to the man's side.
"Should say our gratitude to that particular behemoth it seems…" raising one corner of his lips, Cor stated his sentence after sensing how the woman halted on those particular scars.
"Silly." she pouted, reaching his cheek with her slender fingers then pinched him softly.
The two laughed while staring at each other's eyes, feeling blessed since their wishes had been granted. Cor brought his hand to her left cheek, caressing it tenderly, while he let his sight admire her beauty. The tip of his thumb softly stroked the scar on her skin, which undoubtedly reminded him of the tragedy that would never stop to haunt both of them.
The night before, the Heallint told him everything about her feelings. Confessing that she couldn't bear the loneliness where Cor was not there next to her, she told him how much she loved him, how the pain tortured her heart in the nights without him, and how much she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Of course, she also told him that she couldn't forget the lover from her past, that she thought she didn't deserve to be with him while being haunted by the sin from the past. And at that time, Cor replied to her with a kiss, and a soft whisper, stating that no matter what, he would want to be by her side.
"That's not something you can forget easily… It's okay… I'm here for you… No matter what..."
She lightly panted after their long kisses. The taste of him made her mind hovered in lust. The woman began to plant dozens kisses on his skin, from his cheeks, his jawline, toward his neck, leaving traces of purple marks along the way downward to his well-build chest.
Cor gave a soft grunt for the way she pleased him. The skin where she touched with her tongue was burning in scorching heat, sipped into his flesh, to his vein, and the fiery desire was spreading inside his entire body through the coursing blood.
He sat up when her small hands reached his hardened member, watching her as she massaged him and awakened him more. Licking his lower lips, the man was amused when the woman was kneeling in front of him and began to kiss him down there.
A heavy sigh escaped his slightly parted lips because the woman spoiled him underneath. The tongue that softly licked the tip of his rod made the man take a deep breath, filling his chest with the sweet air that mingled with her tantalizing fragrance.
She licked the spilling delicious liquid, swirling her tongue on the tip where it didn't stop flowing, circling it while her hands kept the lower part of his length busy with her grip. The marshal indeed was huge, and having the immortal petrified under her touch was a pride for her.
"Fuck…" he groaned when the woman put the entire him inside her mouth, sucking it gently while playing her tongue on his length. Gripping the sheet beneath, the man struggled not to move his hips even though the urge to thrust into her mouth was almost unbearable. Yet, he wanted to let her taste him in her pace, absolutely didn't want to make her uncomfortable.
Leaving his wet member to take a brief rest after minutes of pleasing him, she used her small hands to caress him, with clenching pressure that surely would be loved by him. Kissing the tip of it, she moved her obsidian beads, catching the man watching her sweet performance. A small grin was drawn on her face when the man tucked the strands of her raven hair behind her ear. Shutting her eyelids for once more, she devoured him bit by bit, in slow motion that surely would make the man impatience. She teased him while enjoying the way he tasted on her tongue, feeling satisfied when the curse was leaving his throat, along with her name that he chanted over and over.
She added speed and pressure, stretching her jaw to let his entire length enter her and hit the back of her throat. The muffled moan escaped her throat while the soft grunts escaped his lips. Surely she brought him to the edge, lewdly, lustfully, sucking the bursting hot liquid until she drained every drop of him.
"Mmmh... Eira…" the louder moan flew from his lips as he had his release, along with heavy sighs and a few more grunt.
Raising her head to see the look of the delighted man, a line of white liquid slipping from the corner of her mouth.
"Great mouth you have there, Eira…" he whispered, slightly panted because of the way she brought him to the peak of pleasure.
Placing his thumb on her chin, he raised her face, moving closer to have a clear look at the way she gulped the hot liquid he just released. Mouth agape, she heaved as she tried to take a breath.
"Cor…" she pleaded, eyes begging for the man's touch.
"Sweetheart…"
She gasped when the man threw her body to the bed. He gave her the deep kiss, intertwined their fingers as he crawled above her. Moaned softly into his throat, she closed her eyes for she only wanted to feel his warmth.
He invited her to the peak of her pleasure with every stinging kiss and bites on her skin, with his three digits that permeating her entrance, and then ended it with a soft kiss on her forehead. She panted heavily, chest heaved after having all of her energy sucked by his skilled fingers. It was only the morning but he had made her too weak to move her limbs.
"So, finally the time to decide breakfast, my dear?"
"I find it… impossible… to think clearly… Marshal…"
The warm chuckles escaped from the man's lips, "Well, perhaps we should clean ourselves."
She just replied to him with a weak nod and a thin smile before Cor lifted her body and carried her to the bathroom.
Just like what she expected, cleaning their body had been delayed for half an hour because the man decided to do her once again in the bathtub. Half of their body submerged in the warm water, her back leaned against his chest, while his huge hands reached her breasts then fondling them roughly. He was supposed to help her clean her body, as he offered it before, but the man yearned for another round so he decided to lasciviously arouse her with his firm and strong hands.
"Cor… Hnn… I can't…" her head spinning while he rubbed her sensitive bud, circling it ferociously, and not giving her the mercy nor a quick moment to catch her breath.
"Eira… Turn around…" he commanded. And even though she was already tired enough, her body moved deliberately under his command.
He pulled her hips down, letting her clenching flesh to swallow his enormous member.
"Ahn… Cor… Cor…!" Eira didn't know where she got her strength now that she moved her hips up and down to make his hard arousal massaged her inside it hit the deepest part of her.
Her heart banging the inside of her chest loudly as the excitement brought her to increase her speed. She panted heavily, moaning louder to his face while the man called her name over and over.
She screamed his name after they reached their climax. Head hurled to his shoulder, she panted heavily as she struggled to fill her lungs with the air. Shutting her eyelids, she didn't want to move anymore not even wanting to clean her body properly.
Chuckling by seeing her exhausted figure, Cor helped her to sit, rubbing the soap all over her skin and enjoying the way she wriggled slightly whenever he touched her sensitive parts. Well, of course, if he may he wanted to devour her for once more, no, for many times, as many as possible. But, he still had responsibilities to be done today, and also, the woman on his front had been too weak for more rounds.
Eira was still exhausted by the time she waited for Cor to prepare their breakfast. Her legs had lost its strength and her eyelids were so heavy. She wondered how could the marshal not be affected by the wild rounds he did since last night and two more in the morning. Definitely, he was Cor the Restless.
Cor never enjoyed cooking these past four weeks, since he always had breakfast alone or with the fellow hunters and glaives. He was always sitting alone in a certain corner, not wanting to join the chatter and he would finish his meal in five minutes. But this time, he took his breakfast as slow as possible to match her eating pace.
Sitting in front of her, he enjoyed the melodious voice she made as she spoke. Listening about a lot of things happened in Lestallum while he was away, it reminded him with the memories of the past. Eira always told him the stories about what happened in Insomnia when he was going outside for his mission. At that time they would be sitting like this, facing each other, eating their meals, and he would smile whenever the woman let out a soft laughter between her stories.
"Should we make tebasaki for dinner?"
Blinking twice, her hand that was holding a spoon stopped midair. She smiled widely then giggled, "Oh! Yes! I'd love it! Oh… But I need to check whether we have the ingredients or not. They're rare these days."
"Eira."
"Hmm?" looking at him innocently, she tilted her head in confusion for the man suddenly called her name in a serious tone.
Cor placed his spoon then stood up without saying anything. He scurried to the living room, taking the coat he discarded carelessly to the sofa last night then delved his hand to its pocket.
The raven haired woman watched him in the silence, wondering what happened and what he was trying to do.
"Eira…" he walked back then suddenly kneeling on the floor, facing the woman who was still sitting on her dining chair.
Her heart throbbing loudly and quickly, for she could guess what would happen in the next few seconds.
"Y-yes?" a bit stuttering, she moved her seating position so her entire body would face the man.
The warmth crept her cheeks, crimson hue painted her skin. There were fluttering butterflies in her stomach as she stared at the lustrous blue that was staring straight at her.
"Would you marry me?" he brought forward a velvet blue box on his hand, opened it and showed her the exact same ring he gave her two years ago. A beautiful ring embellished by a shimmering blue diamond.
The tears streamed unwittingly from both of her black obsidian orbs, for the bursting emotion that suddenly invaded her heart. Parting open her mouth, she wanted to say some words but nothing left her lips as she had lost her words.
She lifted the corner of her trembling lips then nodded softly. She didn't expect that the man would propose to her again, not today. She thought that she would never marry him, after what happened between the two of them. But, for this time, was it okay for her to be selfish enough to be with him for the rest of her life? For this time, was it okay for her to forget her sin and her past, to embrace the future with the man she loved the most in her life?
It was a bliss that permeated into her heart. Not the usual prickling pain, not the usual tormenting grief. She was too happy, for finally, she could return to his side. Forever. Until death do them apart.
Both of them stood up at the same time. He took her left hand and gently put the ring on her fourth finger.
She was crying, but this time, Cor was happy to see her cry. For it was not the one of excruciating sadness but the overwhelming happiness.
She hurled her body to his chest, hugging him tightly as if she didn't want to let him go anymore. Hiding her face on his chest, Eira was sobbing because the happiness finally found its way to their life.
"Yes… yes… I would..."
I'm sorry for hurting the people you love the most…
Sometimes he wished the memories would never return if it only brought the pain. But sometimes he was grateful because those sweet memories painted his dream in lovely colors. There he saw her figure, smiling at him, laughing with him, staring at him with the gentleness emitted from her alluring obsidian. They were enveloped in happiness, loving each other, exchanging the unspoken promise that they would spend the rest of their life together.
He remembered the warmth she gave in his dream, when they intertwined their fingers, when she wrapped his body with her slender hands, when he pulled her body inside his embrace, and when he brushed his lips to the soft lips of her. He loved her, inside those forgotten memories that started to return back to his mind. She loved him, inside those buried memories that always haunted his dream.
But then he was trampled by the truth that all of those scenery he saw was not a mere dream but something that actually happened in the past. Faraway past that was destroyed by a certain Astral who hated him, for he was the reason she sacrificed herself.
It was a painful truth that was being told by the woman he loved. Stating that their story had met its end, even though the beginning of their story could only be recalled by him through hazy memories that came every time he slept.
At one moment, he thought that God was being unfair to him. But what could he do? What could they do?
She had loved another man when she remembered everything. The man who spent years with her, who spent another two years for her to wake up, who spent months staying by her side even though he knew that she originally did not belong to him.
Ignis sighed, facing down to the fiddling fingers on his lap even though what could he see was only the vast darkness. He just didn't want to show his expression to the man who was sitting in front of him. The man who had just revealed another painful truth to him.
Cor Leonis had told him that the man knew everything between the Scientia and the Heallint in the forgotten past. He knew that they were being trapped by the Astral in an eternal loop of time. Because the Aion didn't want to see her sacrificing herself to restore the Scientia's sight. Because the Aion didn't want the witch He loved to be forgotten by the world, or to be killed by the curse.
He knew, and decided to end everything with the woman so she would return to the dirty blonde's side. But he failed, for he was still deeply in love with the woman. But he failed, for the woman said that she loved him still. But he failed, for he wanted to spend the rest of his life in this time to be with her, until death did them apart.
And that was why the marshal came and talked to him, asking for forgiveness for he couldn't let the woman go, and apologizing for his selfishness because he wanted to be by her side.
"I'm sorry…"
Ignis clenched his fists, hearing how the marshal apologised in front of him. It was not Cor's fault, for the marshal did nothing wrong.
Loving someone was never a sin. Unless, it was his love to the Heallint for it brought the tragedy to the woman he loved the most.
Because of him, she returned back the time, having her existence to be erased from the world, and then being killed only to restore his sight.
Because of him, the marshal was tortured in this kind of tragedy.
Because of him, the woman he loved was being tormented over and over, in the thousands universes that were created to prevent her from sacrificing herself for him.
"I only wish for her happiness…" lifting the corner of his lips, the dirty blonde man gave Cor a wry smile. "Please make her happy…"
"You can kill me if I fail to do so."
Ignis let out a muffled chuckle hearing Cor's answer, "I'm sure you can make her happy, Marshal. Please make her smile…"
"I will."
"Congratulations for your engagement, Sir."
"Thank you, Ignis. I wish for your happiness as well."
Ignis shutted his eyelid, even though there were no differences whether he closed it or opened it. Nothing could be seen, only the unending darkness, the vast nothingness, and the colorless world.
It was the pain that made him suffer, the prickling ache that was torturing his heart.
He only gave a thin smile when the Leonis excused himself and apologised for one last time. Wishing for their happiness, Ignis congratulated the marshal for his marriage that would be held a week from now.
Ignis couldn't see how Cor was staring at him for the last time with the blue eyes that was stained by the sorrow. The advisor could only hear the heavy footsteps that were getting farther until it finally disappeared from his hearing sense.
Placing both of his elbows to his knees, Ignis bent his body forward, letting his clasping hands to support his head. He bit the inner part of his mouth, struggling not to let the tears slip down from his broken eyes.
He wished for her happiness.
Even though he wouldn't be the one who gave her the happiness.
He wished for her smile.
Even though his chest was being chained by the sadness it suffocated him.
Eira, do you know that your smile is the most beautiful smile in this world?
"Oh, no, no, no, no. How if I fall down in the aisle? How if I accidentally step on your dress? Eira, are you sure that I can pull this role?"
Giggling softly, Eira turned her head to the blonde man who was walking with her on the right side. "Prompto, I believe in you."
"Aaa… Marshal will kill me if I make a mess."
"He won't, Prompto." she laughed, amused by the man who was panicking next to her.
They walked slowly to the north side of Lestallum, moving their feet toward the bridge of the power plant entrance.
A wide smile was drawn all over her face as her black orbs observed their surroundings. The bridge had been decorated in white, with the bouquets of flowers in every place. In a certain corner, there was a string quartet and a trumpet player who was ready to play a song to accompany her entrance.
The smell of delicious food filled the air, for the man named Weskham had offered his help to cook for this special occasion. He was very eager to be the cook for Cor's wedding party, laughing out loud knowing that Cor finally opened his cold heart to a woman and stating that he didn't expect that Cor would marry someone.
The guests had been seated on the chairs that were being lined up on the bridge. And at the north end, there was an altar, where Cor Leonis was waiting for her to exchange their marriage vow.
"Aaa…"
Prompto was anxious when seeing the figure of the marshal. He muttering in his whisper, saying that he was afraid if everything went wrong because of him,
Eira tried hard not to laugh hearing how restless the blonde was.
"It's my wedding, Prom. Not yours. I should be the one who's anxious." she whispered, glancing to the man who looked at her with damp eyes.
"Right… you're right…" his voice was slightly trembling as he talked.
Chuckling softly, Eira was grateful for choosing him to escort her down the aisle. His presence lifted the restlessness in her heart. Perhaps, because Prompto couldn't stop telling her how anxious he was. The woman was busy calming him down, she even forgot how to be anxious.
The two then arrived at the south end of the bridge, halting their steps for further instruction to enter the venue.
Gulping, Cor Leonis trying hard to maintain his composure. His heart was beating so loud and rough he was sure that everyone here could hear it. The warmth coursed through his vein as his shimmering blue caught the beautiful figure across the bridge. She was smiling at him from afar, and soon she would move her feet, walking down the aisle to come to the altair and exchange the wedding vow with him.
Her smile was the most beautiful today, and those alluring obsidian behind the veil were staring straight at him, showering him with affection through her gaze. Those scars on her face were still visible, however it never bothered the man even for a slightest second.
She was so stunning in her white gown. It fit her body curve perfectly with a flower accent on the bodice. The tip of her dress gently fell on the ground and it swayed softly as she walked. The gown didn't cover her shoulders and her arms, and at first, Eira was reluctant to show her skin due to the hundred of marks that marred her body. But, after being assured by him, she finally agreed to wear it. Moreover, it was Cor who chose the dress for her. And the man loved it the first time she tried it on. And he loved it more today as he saw the woman who would be his wife in a few next minutes.
The sight of the brown-haired man in front of the altair took her breath away. His lustrous blue were gazing at her in affectionate light. His lips formed a thin smile, not too wide, but not unnoticed.
He wore a white suit, obviously the color that was rarely used by him since all he had were black. Eira couldn't even remember when was the last time the man wore white attire.
He was definitely charming today, more than usual, and she could only pray she didn't fall in the aisle since she couldn't take away her eyes from him.
She almost forgot to take a breath when she arrived in front of the man. The way he gazed down at her already made her mind swaying from the overflowing happiness. And by the time they exchanged the marriage vow, her heart was beating in a thunderous thud.
The melodious voice when she stated her vow giving the sweet traces in his ears.
The hoarse voice when he stated his vow leaving the pleasant traces in her ears.
She would never forget how Cor's hands were slightly trembling as he put the ring on her finger.
And he would never forget how sweet Eira's smile as she put the ring on his fourth finger.
Today they kissed as a wife and a husband. And from now on, she was no longer Eira Heallint. From now on, her name would be Eira Leonis.
No one ever knew that Cor Leonis could smile widely, just like what he did as he left the altair with his bride. The hunters and glaives who often had a mission with him were amazed because the marshal rarely smiles, not even slightly raised the corner of his lips to form a tiniest smile. Even Dustin and Monica, also Gladiolus who spent a long time in crownsguard with the marshal never had a chance to see his smile as wide as that.
Cor's bestman, Cid Sophiar, giving a content smile seeing the figure of his old friend now welcoming his new life, even though somehow he thought that it was a shame for their other two friends who were unable to attend his marriage. The old man crossed his arms over the chest, staring at the dim sky, wondering if the previous King and his Royal Shield would witness this wedding in the afterlife.
The guest cheered and congratulated them as they had the feast. Not even one of them cared about the fact that the sun was still not smiling above the world, nor the fact that the gracious moon and twinkling stars never showed their presence in the sky. The ferocious daemons were still lurking outside, but only for today, they wanted to celebrate the wedding and filled the air with laughter.
But, even though the happiness painted the atmosphere, there was a glimpse of sadness from the pair of eyes that caught a figure of the man who asked her to spend the rest of her life with him, in the faraway past. The love that was being forbidden by the Astral, that should have ended in a tragic way for their love had trapped them in an eternal loop of time.
"Congratulations for your wedding, Eira." there was a sorrow hidden beneath his smile as Ignis uttered those words to the woman on his front. It didn't mean that there was no honesty in those words, he truly wished for her happiness, even if it meant that she would never be with him. But, deep down in his heart, there was a place meant for her, for her presence, for his love to the woman, for the love she gave in their forgotten past which always showed its form in every one of his dreams.
However, she already had someone else in her life. She already decided that she would stay by that man's side. She had exchanged the vow to be with that man until the death did them apart. She had already moved on. She had already stopped crying. And, even though he couldn't perceive it through his eyes, Ignis knew well that the woman was smiling right now. It might be the most beautiful smile she ever did in her life.
"Thank you, Ignis."
The pain would never be completely healed. The love would never be completely erased. However, they should keep living on, even with the wounds all over their body, even with the blood streaming down from their feet as they walk toward the future.
They should keep moving on.
To face the tomorrow where they were just a mere acquaintance.
To face the future where they would never be a lover.
To face the days where they would never walk down the same path.
She closed her eyes when her past lover walked away. There was a guilt in her heart whenever she looked at the dirty blonde man, for she was being reminded by the promise she failed to fulfil, for she couldn't stay by his side and let him walk alone in his lightless path. She prayed, so he could find his happiness, even in the dimmest days that would go on for eternity. She prayed, wishing that he would find his happiness, just like how she had found her happiness.
Eira slowly unlidded her eyes when a warm hand circled around her waist, pulling her body to the right where his husband was standing next to her. She raised her face to look at the alluring blue that was staring at her in a tender gaze.
"I'm sorry…" she whispered, slightly averting her gaze as the guilt was gnawing her heart.
"No need to." he answered, bringing his face closer to his wife then planted a soft kiss on her lips.
It was just a simple kiss from her husband that made the smile bloom on her visage. Just the soft warm lips that wiped away her misery. It was supposed to be the greatest day in their life, she shouldn't let the sorrow from her past keep haunting her, right?
They stared at each other's eyes, conveying the love through the gaze as they admired each other's presence. The shimmering blue that reflected a beautiful smile. The dazzling obsidian that reflected a tender smile.
"Want to dance with me?" he asked, breaking the silence between the two then brought his body to her front. Hugging her with one hand on the waist, he softly lifted her right hand then looked at the band of musicians on a certain corner, giving a silent nod so that they would play a song for them.
"Yes, with pleasure." Eira brought her left hand to Cor's shoulder, placing her palm on his nape, then staring at his enchanting blue beads.
The music began to play, and they moved their feet in harmony. Eyes staring at each other's, the two then disappeared into their own world, as if there was no one else around them. Only the beautiful music and each other's warmth.
Her captivating obsidian stared at the man on her front.
His translucent blue gazed at the woman in front of him.
No words of love escaped their lips, for it no longer needed since the love had been emitted through their gaze, with every air they exhaled as they breathed, in every step they made as they danced to the beautiful love song that accompanied them.
I wish that you'll always smile…
