A First Time

[ Continued from here. ]

[ Nikolai's holding her, his hands moving gently now against her waist. He's still a little out of breath, and still looking at her as what they're doing together weighs heavily in his mind.

This won't just be kissing, or enjoying themselves together. Nikolai takes sex seriously. His own history means that he has to. He's a bastard child, a prince who has no right to be a prince. He doesn't go this far with anyone, unless he means it.

But it's Alina. If he could choose any Queen, it would be her. So he nods, and leans down to kiss her lips. ]

I want it too. I want you.

[ Committing to it, he slides his hands more meaningfully against her stomach, and draws her lower lip into his mouth to suck against it. ]