So, I started writing this a while back but then I stopped and I found it again today and this was the end result. I'm not sure if I'll write more but I hope you like it. This is completely AU by the way. Enjoy!
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One part of her often wondered if her forefathers are turning in their graves at this very moment if Lord Shiva will ever hire the death sentence for her for attempting this sin. Dammit. He won't. But people worshipping him could manage to do this to her. She's a serpent, the holder of good powers, a good girl, worthy of getting everything best, most importantly she was the servant of nature. While He was everything she should be against, immortal creature, sucker of blood, a vampire, an abomination of nature, the enemy. What else was he, for her he was purest.
Sometimes she contemplated if there was something wrong with her for desiring promising moments, for craving him like this.
Accordingly, what she had been taught, there must be something wrong, something twisted within her for wanting him to do everything to her, permitting him to have sinful things that consider being worst in their areas.
What would her family do if they get to know about her unethical affair with the enemy?
They can do anything but can't slaughter her. She was their Queen after all. Neither they can murder him because not he was immortal only but also, was king.
Her friends and relatives no longer can frighten her. She should be but no she wasn't scared about what would they say if they come to know. She should be embarrassed. She wasn't. There should be guilty and ashamed. There wasn't. She doesn't care what anyone thinks. It's her life. So decisions will be hers. Right? It could be wrong though but who cares?
Offering herself freely to him never sounded inconsequential for her, consequences be dammed.
The vamp was drug to her. He was an addiction that not mere she but no one else can't seem to quit. Not that she never bothered to strive to stop herself but consequences weren't meant to stand the same. Since she knew she can never get enough of him. Just wanted more and more of him. Complete him.
And eventually, she gets what she desired. Although, her soul demanded extra.
Being a Queen had exhausted her whole out. Her responsibilities and commitments brought to cease around his arms as with him, she was a girl. There were no worries and there were no concerns. At this moment, the world is reduced to the two of them.
Her heartbeat was at an irregular pace; she could feel the anticipation creep through her veins as her eyes sought a flutter of motion. She felt him smirking inwardly at her quaver and this brought a smile on her countenance also.
Damn. What the hell she was doing?
She wished she have guilt and awkwardness in her soul.
Notwithstanding, she hadn't any but has been smiling blissfully staring deep into his eyes and brushing her lips onto him softly with no guilt.
But one regret was whirling around her alone — Regret of not doing this sooner.
At that moment, there was no sorrow or remorse or fear of being caught. It didn't seem sinful or outlawed to attempt this. The only pleasure was running through her every vein, sputtering her whole body with unique euphoria. The kind of alliance that was sinful and melted her flesh to the bones with pleasure, pleasure and pleasure only. Resulting in the soft sound of gasp and moan of his name fleeing in the darkness.
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