~'*Chapter.3: Timaeus, My Beloved*'~
As I prepared myself that night for the event that was to come, I heard a warm, and familiar voice, that sent hot shivers up, and down my spine, and upon hearing his voice, a warm sensation seemed to spread throughout my body. "You look beautiful, tonight." "Timaeus, you know you shouldn't be sneaking into my room, only to be alone with me. You know the image that could present to my Father, and at the moment, he's being very-!" "Reckless?" Came Timaeus' voice, as he practically finished my sentence for me. "Timaeus, be kind, now." I replied, a playful hint in my voice.
I shivered, as I felt him come close to me. Timaeus gently took my necklace from my hands, and slowly placed it around my neck, where it belonged. It was then that he leaned forward, and pressed his lips to my neck. I released a sigh of content, and I leaned into him, my head coming to rest against broad shoulder. It was then that I felt him slowly slide his hand up, and along my side, over my chest, and all the way up to my throat.
Timaeus softly rubbed under my chin with his index finger, encouraging me to tilt my head back. I closed my eyes, and tilted my head back, it was then that I felt Timaes wrap his lips around my a certain spot between my neck, and my shoulder, his hot tongue softly licking my skin.
I placed my hand at the nape of his neck, and I gasped slightly, as he proceeded to snake his arm tightly around my waist. "T-Timaeus." I barely managed to stammer. "Hmm?" He answered, more, or less humming his answer, causing my skin to vibrate, sending hot shivers throughout my body, his hot mouth never separating from my fragile skin.
"D-Dragon's Bite." I whispered. Upon hearing my command, Timaeus gently gripped my neck, holding me in place, as he bit down, his fangs sinking into my flesh, a small drop of blood trailing down my shoulder. It was then that I felt a warm, almost burning sensation in my neck, and shoulder.
"With this mark, I hereby hold your life in my hands. And I shall use every last ounce of my power to see to your safe return to me. I give you the Dragon's seal." Timaeus whispered, as he released me, a blue mark appearing on my shoulder. I slowly turned to Timaeus, and gently placed my hand on his chest, just over his heart, his strong heartbeat against my hand.
"Timaeus, I beg of you. Kiss me. Kiss me, now." I whispered. I yearned for the feeling of his arms around me, I longed for his touch, I needed his kiss. "But, what of your betrothal, my Princess?" He asked, it was almost as if he were trying to hold back. "Timaeus, I do not love him. For, he is to be forced upon me, and he may later attempt to force himself upon me, in an effort to make me his, and his, alone. Therefore, before he can succeed in his efforts to control me, I must see to it that my first kiss shall always belong to you. Please, Timaeus, my Knight." I whispered, looking into his beautiful, violet eyes. "It will be far more than just your first kiss that shall belong to me, Princess. Understand, I cannot hold back my emotions much longer." He whispered, as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Dragon's...Bite." I barely managed to whisper, as he roughly kissed my lips, practically taking the breath out of my lungs.
I whimpered, slightly, as he performed the Dragon's Bite on my lip, his fangs sinking into the tender flesh of my lips, a small drop of blood dripping down my chin, and neck.
Yes, I loved him, and I was well aware of Timaeus' burning feelings for me. I had known him since we were both children, we grew up together, and he was the first to be crowned my personal champion. He was my first Knight, and for awhile, he had been my only Knight. I Knighted Hermos, and Critias shortly after Knighting Timaeus, for Timaeus , and I had known both Hermos, and Critias since we were all very young. I loved both Critias, and Hermos as though they were my own brothers. But, my love for Timaeus grew far beyond that, as the years started to pass. I watched him, as he grew from a boy to a tall, violet-eyed, broad-shouldered man, a man who had come to love me very much.
"Timaeus." I whispered, as we separated. "Princess." He whispered, as he wrapped his arms around me, holding me to him. "No, Timaes. Call me by my name. My real name." I whispered. He inhaled sharply. "Aquroya." He whispered. "My beloved Aquroya." "Timaeus. My beloved Knight." I whispered to him.
Timaeus softly kissed my temple, his hand moving my long, deep blue hair, my hair sliding from my neck, and shoulder, leaving both areas of my body vulnerable. I shivered, as he slowly ran his finger down my neck, and shoulder, he chuckled, and trailed soft kisses from my shoulder to my neck, his lips hunting along my jawline, before he stopped at my lips, for a kiss, his middle , and index fingers slipping under my chin, as he kissed me. 'I may have this all wrong, but, Timaeus...I love you.'...