Chapter Four:
You're my reason, baby
Your eyes pull at my heart
In the dead of night
I'm searching, searching for you
Please, be mine
Set me on fire, tear me apart
Loving you is like I'm dancing with the devil in the dark
Come take me higher, I feel it inside
That you're my curse, my salvation, babe
Trust me this time
Trust me this time
You're my reason, baby
You know how to make me lose my mind
Made me a prisoner in your arms
I don't wanna see the sun
Set me on fire, tear me apart
Loving you is like I'm dancing with the devil in the dark
Come take me higher, I feel it inside
That you're my curse, my salvation, babe
Trust me this time
-EMO, Dancing with the Devil
Author's Note:
This is my first attempt at a lemon scene! Hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it ;). Please leave a review as I would love to know how I've done.
Sofia concentrated on putting one foot in front of another as she stumbled through the castle's corridors, holding Cedric's hand as a lead. Alongside the blurred effects of the alcohol, the lights in the corridor were all switched off, as it approached midnight, the only source of brightness coming from the twinkling stars dotted in the sky through the window.
Asking Cedric to lead was also a safe option, so she could pretend she hadn't walked the path to his tower a hundred times before. One of her latest habits was crawling up his tower stairs in the dark and pressing her ears up against the door to hear the soothing tenor of voice uttering a spell from within before she went to bed.
"Huh?" she questioned, abruptly realising Cedric was talking to her. Sofia could hear the faint murmur of a laugh, before his voice cut through the darkness again.
"I said…what do you do for a living?" Cedric enunciated, emphasising each word as he laughed at her intoxication.
"Oh" Sofia quaked, desperately trying to remember what Lucinda had told her. Her mind was no more than a jumbled mush, her brain refusing to cooperate.
"I'm a.." she hesitated, slowing her pace as she strained to think what her purpose was. She finally blurted "an enchanted gardener!", a little too happily as it eventually came back to her. She could feel Cedric's smile beaming on her cheeks.
"Are you?" he quipped, smirkingly as they turned into a narrower corridor past the royal's bedchambers. "You work with plants then"? He teased, eager to know more about her.
"Yes" she caught on, "I enchant roses and sunflowers, and I help crops grow faster" she rattled on, her words slurring slightly as her mouth was damp with saliva. As soon as she'd said it, she hoped Cedric wouldn't ask for any proof. Then again, she wasn't his apprentice. She was a grown woman and if she said she was capable of such magic, then Cedric would surely believe her.
"And you..". Lucinda had reminded her to reciprocate questions rather than just gawk in awkward silence. "What do you do?" she asked, her mind too foggy to think too deeply about what she was asking.
Cedric let out a confused chuckle, as he took a sharp intake of air. "We're in the royal castle of Enchancia" he asked mockingly, "what do you think I do?" he snorted, caught off guard by the absurdity of the question. She must really be affected by the champagne, he thought, internally reprimanding himself for being slightly cruel on her.
Sofia stuttered, suddenly hit by the stupidity of her question like a slap in the face. "Yes of course" she stuttered, nervously "the royal sorcerer of Enchancia" she sighed, relieved. "Wwhat's it like working for the King?" she quickly conjured, trying to move on as her cheeks flushed deep red for the second time tonight.
She felt Cedrics shrug in front of her, as they stepped out of the way to let a servant pass beside them. He sighed, pondering her question as the answer seemed to deviate over time. "It's stable" he concluded. "It can be quiet, even tedious at times and then during the harvest season, it can be very demanding" he calmly explained.
"So it is very unpredictable" he settled on. Sofia listened as much as her intoxicated state allowed her too, interested by Cedric's opinion of his life's work, one he had never diverged on before. "I used to despise it" he resumed, taking it deeper. His tone was more serious now. Sascha oddly made him want to spill his guts in a way he never did to anyone else. Maybe because she was a stranger, what he said to her was of no consequence. However, it was undeniable that she had such a unique aura around her, one Cedric felt inclined to trust.
"I used to spend every second of every day planning to take over the kingdom" he obliged. Sofia's eyes widened, intent on taking in every word he said. "But then something changed" his voice took on a more subdued tone, his vowels softening. "I realised that by taking over the kingdom, I would hurt others and turn all the people I have against me". His voice faltered slightly as the energy drained from his voice.
"That was never my aim". Cedric stopped himself there, unwilling and likely unable to continue reminding himself of the painful decision he'd made a few years ago. If he'd continued, he would probably end up mentioning the presence of a certain little princess who had edged his heart to change for the better.
Pushing that thought aside, he cleared his voice, finishing more confidently than he started. "Now I enjoy the stability,". Holding his head higher he summed up "Living in a castle does have its perks". His usual excited energy returned to his voice.
Sofia held his hand closely through his entire soliloquy, the truthfulness and emotion in his voice melting into her heart. "That's good" she replied, her drunkenness meant she was unable to convey a deeper, more meaningful response. Though had Sofia heard all of this before, she would have surely shed a few tears for all Cedric had endured.
Startled, she realised they had reached the bottom of the tower's winding stairs. A swarm of butterflies fluttered in her lower stomach, apprehensive as she imagined what they would be doing once inside his tower. Sofia gazed up, intimidated as Cedric noticed her overwhelmed expression and retreated down the first two steps to meet her. His hand reached out, eager to touch hers, as he looked into her eye, the light reflecting off her iris.
"Do you need help?" he smiled amusedly, the corners of his mouth highlighting his smooth dimples. Sofia giggled jovially. He was now finding joy in her inebriated state. She nodded resolutely, remembering how she was supposed to be helping him.
"Come here" he ushered tenderly, his voice soft and warm, his words wrapping around her like a blanket. Sofia could only utter a high-pitched "Eiek!" as Cedric scooped her up effortlessly, linking her legs over his arms as he cradled her head to his chest, as if she weighed nothing. Sofia's heart thumped loudly, as she let her head fall back onto the warm embrace of his chest seeping through his robes. Her own arm curled instinctively around her neck, to support herself. She quickly realised she liked the sensation of her fingers clutching his flush skin at the back of his collar.
"Hughh" he moaned as he pretended she weighed a ton as he jokingly heaved her up the stairs, Sofia responding in enthusiastic squeals as her grip tightened on his neck. "Ten more steps to go" he said, reassuringly as they continued their ascent, winding around the steep, endless stairs. Sofia was clinging on to Cedric's robe for dear life when they finally made their way to the top of the staircase.
Bending over, he lightly released his hands from Sofia as she tottered a few steps in her heels to fight her footing, quickly grabbing his fingers to steady herself as the world seemed to spin around her.
"Steady now" he assured firmly, "I think you may have drunk one too many champagnes" he teased, cocking his head to face one of his green gargoyle statues to retrieve the key. Sofia's pulse skyrocketed, her blood thickening in her veins as she watched Cedric lift up a single of the gargoyle's toe and slip his own finger between the gap to pull out an engraved metal key. The same key she had used many times to sneak into his workshop, without him knowing.
Her gaze was directed to his mouth as she tightened her own lips, knowing what was about to come promptly. His slender fingers made easy work of the lock, sliding the key in, turning it to complete the mechanism as a faint click broke the silence. The door then burst open, as a warm glow from the workshop became visible.
A ruffle of feathers and a loud cawing chimed through Sofia's ears as she heard Cedric's sharp voice, yelling "Get out" through the chill air. An uneasy echo reverberated through Sofia's body as she wondered if his instruction was aimed towards her. A black blur suddenly whizzed out of the window as Wormwood squawked nastily in Cedric's direction.
She barely had time to process what happened as she felt Cedric's lips slamming down over hers as his legs pushed her up against the wooden door. His mouth was urgent and demanding, but also soft and sensitive, forcing Sofia's lips to part on a gasped moan as she willingly accepted him.
Sofia's thoughts scattered as an unexpected erotic noise escaped her as his eager tongue slipped into her mouth, meddling with her own. He groaned, completely satisfied to find her just as sweet and intoxicating as he imagined. She tasted of blue-bells and lavender. Cotton-candy and lemon drops. A sweetness worlds away from him.
She greedily accepted his ravishing, as if this was his only chance to do so. Their kiss slowed down, as his mouth moved downwards to suck gently on her bottom lip. Sofia moaned in ecstasy as she drowned in the raw sensation, a dizzying rush that blurred the surroundings beyond him. Their lips remained fused until Sofia snatched away, desperately sucking in air as they both panted under the moonlight.
Sofia wanted to speak but she found she couldn't change her lips from the mould of his, so she pressed her forehead against his, the warmth of his face heating her own. She breathed heavily onto his face, his own breath puffing softly against her mouth. Her hands came up to grip his shoulders, stroking the blue velvet of his robes before digging her thumb under it to help peel it off.
"I think this should come off" she purred, her voice whispering through the air as her eyes found his brown gaze and lowered it towards his robe. His pink lips merged into a smile as he stood upright, Sofia's hand moving behind her to steady herself against the door.
His fingers went slowly to his belt, untying it in one motion as his eyes trailed upwards to meet Sofia's. She felt frozen in place, unable to move. All she could do was stare in awe at Cedric, unable to divert her gaze away. Cedric's hands then went up to his shoulder, shrugging his robes off. Underneath, it revealed a cream shirt, rolled up at the elbows. Tucked into a pair of dark brown trousers and a mustard cravat tie exposed at his neck. Sofia blinked, incredulous, drinking his appearance in.
He looked almost naked without his sorcerer robes, yet somehow he was still fully clothed. Yet Sofia could tell by the dangerous glint in his eye, they would not be for long.
"Turn around" he instructed stiffly, not wanting to waste another moment. Sofia instantly obeyed, turning around as Cedric's demanding fingers found the laces of her corset. His hands started the long job of loosening and untying her corset. From what she could tell it had nearly 50 rows of eyelets.
"How do you women ever cope with these things" he snorted, a slight irritation in his tone as his fumbling fingers worked frantically at her back, eager to set her free. Sofia giggled, mostly at his annoyance, as well as from the pleasurable sensation of his fingers stroking down her spine.
She let her head loll backwards, as her thoughts melted together in a hot stew, her body gaining a mind of its own. When his finger traced a line down her back, her skin prickled with sensitivity. The feeling of his smooth nails left sparks that set her skin alight; every nerve end igniting.
She released a pent up breath as Cedric popped the lace through the last eyelet and the corset slowly slid down her waist, inch by inch. Beaming, she held Cedric's hand as she stepped out of the silk boning. Cedric's hand swiftly moved onto the zip of her dress, undoing it in one abrupt line.
A soft gasp formed in her throat as his firm arms grounded her hips, pulling the heavy beige fabric down until it bunched up at a breathless puddle at her feet. Kicking off the remnants of her ballgown, a thin shift and billowing cape was all that came between her and total nudity.
A shiver raced through her spine as she felt the electric heat of Cedric's gaze as his eyes penetrated through her shift. Sofia blinked from the intensity of it. His eyes were studying her as if they could see inside her soul. Trailing her gaze downwards, she noticed amusedly that his state of undress was minimal compared to hers. She would have to speak up quickly, or else the honour of disrobing him wouldn't be hers to have.
"Allow me" she found herself confidently directing him as she closed the distance between them to clasp her fingers around the top button of his collar. Cedric's mouth opened slowly, as he gulped obediently, submissive to her bold actions.
Sascha's dainty fingers made easy work out of the buttons, popping each one off, making sure to spend extra time on the final one. Her hands grazed the fabric gently, slipping the last one through its dedicated hole. Sofia couldn't stop herself from sliding her hands through the open slit in his shirt. She held her breath as her flat palm made contact with his bare chest, brushing delicately over the wisps of his dark hair.
Cedric clearly felt the same as his widened eyes met Sofia's and closed in a silent euphoria as a thrill pulsed beneath the skin Sofia touched. A wave of calm relief washed through her, as Cedric seemed slightly less intimidating when his brooding brown pupils were hidden by his pale lids. Sofia used this brave rush to push onto her tip-toes and press her lips softly into Cedric's, her hand snaking up to grip onto his jaw as his own arm held onto her breast to steady himself.
This time it was Sofia's eager tongue which drawed Cedric's lips aside, slipping in to meet him in a meddle of moans and shaky breaths. A tender flick of her tongue had Cedric making a low, hot sound as he sunk deeper into the kiss, his hands moving to grope her breasts through her shift.
Sofia clutched at his hands, moaning as she eased from their kiss, desperate for him to explore her breasts more. Cedric immediately began to claw at her shift, pulling it this way and that as his face began to redden. She wasn't sure if he was going to rip it beneath his hands.
"This needs to come off," he began. "Now" he ordered, insistently.
Sofia answered, using her own hands to guide Cedric's under her shift as he finally understood how to remove it. Yanking it over her head, Cedric was careful not to get the fabric stuck in her hair, which stood tall, obstructing him from removing the garment.
Once off, Sofia stood topless in translucent, short bloomers, a black cloak framing her shoulders.
"Merlin's ghost, you look.." Cedric stammered, heart racing. "Beautiful" he finished quietly, eyes sweeping over her pink nipples, quickly hardening in the cool air. Sofia's cheeks tingled fondly. She felt complete.
She was finally being admired by the man she had squeezed out any affection out of for years. She raised her hand, stopping Cedric from charging right at her. As much as she desperately wanted- yearned for his touch, she wanted to appease her own fantasies of pleasing him first. She needed him begging on his knees for her to indulge him. She would have him first.
Rushing at Cedric, Sofia dropped to her knees, gazing up at him while her impatient fingers delved into the waistband of his trousers, tugging them down. Beneath them, her hands plucked at a loose pair of boxer shorts which did little to conceal the growing bulge underneath them.
Wrenching them downwards, his eager member sprung free, under fire from Sofia's unbreakable gaze. In no time, her mouth lunged forwards, latching onto his long cock. Her lips showered his length in needy, open-mouthed kisses as her tongue reached out to tentatively lap at his shaft.
Above her, Cedric groaned, messily burying his hands in her ponytail as his guttural moans urged Sofia on. Lowering her head, she reached forward to lick a salty drop of arousal from his engorged tip.
Cedric's eyes rolled back as he witnessed Sofia's lips form a round o before encompassing his manhood in her wet, soft mouth. Wrapping her teeth behind her lips, she clamped her mouth around him mercilessly. Sofia had no idea what to do, but her bold desire surged a rush of adrenaline through her veins, fueling her on.
She bobbed her head up and down, taking him deeper with each return. He felt stiff yet his smooth skin felt like gold in her mouth. All the energy rushed to her head as she felt him twitch within her molten heat. He was going to come soon.
Drifting her eyes back, she could see his eyes were slammed shut, focusing only on the heat of her mouth. Taking one last breath, her lips stretched around him once more, this time taking him down all the way until his tip met the back of her throat. Which is what did him in.
"Sascha!" he screamed, his eyes widening in salacious need. He exploded into her mouth, as Sofia's eyes watered, trying to drink him all in. A rush of warm liquid oozed down her throat, satisfied that it belonged to the man she had craved for so long.
Licking her lips, she let his cock pop out of her mouth, glistening in her own saliva. Her role for the night was done. She placed one last tender kiss on his tip before returning to her full height to see Cedric staring, mouth hanging open, at her lips.
She had surprised herself as a tinge of pride welled in her stomach. This was surely one way to learn about her lack of a gag reflex. He raised his arm firmly to grab her jaw, pulling her to meet his own mouth as her fluids mixed with his as their lips made hot, slippery love.
Cedric could taste his own salty tang on her tongue which only made him want to devour her more. Her putting him first was all too familiar to a certain someone who always did just that. When Sascha pulled his lower lip between hers and bit down gently, his thoughts were quickly forgotten as his cock began to come back to life, hardening against her cotton bloomers.
Cedric reached an arm to keenly unclip the heavy cloak from Sascha's neck, the attached, metal necklace falling to the floor with a clink. His nose grazed against her plump cheek, as his long limbs reached through her bloomers, jerking them downwards. His hands didn't linger long, before trailing upwards to meet the downy curls between her legs.
Sofia sucked in a breath as one of his slender fingers parted her knots to meet the damp need of her arousal. Smearing the thick honey at her entrance, upon slipping it inside, it didn't take much feeling around before he quickly located the throbbing bud. During all her activities, it had grown twice in size, aching for attention.
Sofia whimpered in desperation as his fingers flicked over her clit, forcing a cry out of her throat. His mouth was trailing downwards, leaving an array of kisses in its path down her throat as he stopped to claim her neck. All the while he was ravishingly feeding on her skin, his fingers circled her slick nub leaving her in limbo between teasing touches and an urgent need for release.
"Cedric…please" she begged, her voice bordering on pain. He was driving her insane. At that, Cedric let out a short chuckle.
"I do love your begging," he answered for his pleasure.
Sofia recalled how much he enjoyed seeing her distressed. She tried desperately not to give him that honour. She wanted to torture him, in the same way he tortured her mind every time she saw him. Her mind strained, trying to recall every ingredient required for an enchantment spell in a desperate attempt to divert her focus. However, she only got as far as ten unicorn hairs before she let out a loud moan as his mouth found her earlobe, biting down on it.
Sofia's face flushed as her eyes rolled to glance back at Cedric, feeling his teeth's imprint on her ear. She needed him to give her what she wanted or she was going to explode.
"Please" she panted on a drained whisper. "Put your damn fingers inside me" all concern of dignity forgotten. Sofia wasn't sure she was capable of such foul language. Cedric seemed to have driven demons out of her she never knew existed. Sofia knew he could be selfish; driven by his own desires. Now she understood he took those measures to bed with him as well.
Sofia's prayer was answered, however, as he eased not one, but two slender lengths inside her. She cried out, unafraid as she felt his lips come back to nip at her ear. He worked both fingers in and out, slowly at first, before building up speed. Sofia's eyes screwed shut, as stars began to burst behind her eyes. She was close. So close.
Although she had done this before, she realised Cedric's experienced hand could satisfy her need far more than her clumsy rubbing of her clit against her palm. She didn't need to think of him smirking or putting his hands on his hips in a sexy way like she had to before. Here he was. Temptation in the flesh.
The reality of the situation came flooding back as Sofia's legs began to shake of their own accord, nearing release. Pleasure ribboned through her in dark, wavering threads as he began to pump his fingers more urgently into her. In and out, she moaned at the loss of him, just for him to fill her all over again. Crooking his finger slightly up when inside her was all she needed to break.
She came then, his fingers still ebbing inside, drawing out her release as she coated his hands in her thick mess. Cedric's eyes looked upwards to meet Sofia's as she stared in amazed awe as he sunk the same fingers into his mouth, licking them clean. Sofia grabbed his wrist, eyes urging him to follow her to his bedroom as her legs felt weak, drained from the night's activities.
Cedric seemed to understand as his hands gripped her hips as Sofia's knees knocked together feebly. She let out a loud shriek when he playfully smacked her bare ass as a cheeky smile formed on his lips.
"Let's get you to bed" he resolved, friskily as he bent down to lift Sofia up, throwing her over his shoulder. Cedric descended a small flight of stairs leading to a hidden, personal room. He gave her backside another light smack, the sound of slapping skin ringing in the air.
Sofia liked this playful approach, giggling as her butt jiggled from his latest attack. Her heart began to thump as she remembered this was only the beginning. Smiling in the knowledge that the best was yet to come.