Lucina
It is said that every man who calls himself a warrior will someday find himself trapped in a moment of weakness. Should this momentary weakness take place during a battle, the death of the warrior will be surely assured.
With that in mind, Basilio trained himself for years; he was not going to be part of those who have died because of a single moment of weakness.
Years of training and battles made him strong…
Years of ruling made him wise, able to control his emotions…
And yet…
All those years and all that experience were useless…
There was no way out of his current situation…
His moment had finally arrived…
She's trapped between his body and a tree, yet she makes no move, her small warm hands resting against his bare chest, he silently curses the fact that his warrior armor leaves his entire chest exposed. Somehow, he's unable to remember how in the world they ended up in this situation…
Still, he can only bring himself to stare at her, mesmerized by her beauty, and gods she was beautiful, her long blue hair moving slowly in the wind, those beautiful blue eyes stared at him with a mix of surprise and wonder.
He likes to think that there's still a chance for him to step back and simply walk away, but that's nothing more than a lie, walking away is no longer an option, not when she's so close, so VERY close…
And in the fading light of the sun, Basilio finally succumbs, and all control is lost…
Her surprised gasp is quickly overtaken by his lips, a fierce passionate kiss that shocks her to her very core…
The taste of her sweet lips drives him wild, big hands take hold of her hips pushing her body closer to his own.
And then, the realization hits him harder than a blow from Walhart himself…
SHE IS KISSING HIM BACK…
Eyes closed and hands balled into fists against his skin, she moans against his lips encouraging him to deepen the kiss…
He knows that it is wrong…
He knows that she deserves better…
But he's weak…
The taste of her mouth is even sweeter…
However, the kiss cannot last forever, they break apart to recover their breaths…
There's silence…
She can only bring herself to stare at him shyly, gasping for breath, pale cheeks flushed deep red, blue eyes shining with a great number of emotions…
There's something more…
Something has changed…
Things will never be the same…
And this time she is the one to move…
Slowly her arms go around his neck lowering him to her level, he lets her do as she pleases, too lost in his feelings…
"Basilio…" his name comes out barely above a whisper as her lips take his own…
He returns the kiss of course…
There's no point in fighting against his feelings…
No point in listening to the part of his mind screaming to him, reminding him that she is the future daughter of his friend and ally, that she is old enough to be his daughter…
No point in hating himself for enjoying the moment, the warmth of her body, the taste of her lips…
He is weak…
She deserves better…
But none of that matters…
Not when he is holding her in his arms…
Not when she is willingly kissing back, her arms around his neck…
"Lucina…"
Nothing else matters…