And he came up. Juliaās words faded as she watched their distance narrowing.
As Endimion approached, the blanket that was being pushed tickled her bare legs again. She had forgotten for a moment, but she got goosebumps when the soft cloth passed along her thighs.
Eventually Julia couldnāt stand it and tried to get out of bed.
āHey, Mion? Iāll go change my clothes. I think wearing a bathrobe will be better. Itās so uncomfortable that-!ā
āIs there anything you want?ā
Low tones poured down from behind her back, and Endimionās arm blocked Juliaās retreat in a blink of an eye.
Reflexibly Julia turned her back, and Endimion blocked the other side with another arm. Before she knew it, Julia was trapped between Endimionās arms, with her back against a pillow and the headboard.
āMion?ā
āNot for me, but for you.ā
She looked up at him in an awkwardly raised position.
Endimionās deep lake-colored eyes were beautiful as usual, and his proportional face was still handsome. The skin, which was much smoother than other men, looked like white marble, and his masculine jawline and nose bridge were superior to those of statues.
Itās been a while since Iāve seen him this closely.Ā Julia, who felt her eyes were getting happy, smiled at Endimion.
āYou mean a gift to celebrate reaching adulthood?ā
āYes.ā
Julia, who asked playfully, opened her eyes a bit wider. Somehow, Endimion felt different from usual.
Itās hard to explain, but for some reasonā¦
āThanks. But since youāre asking me all of a sudden, I donāt knowā¦ā
āNot a dress or jewelry, but something special.ā
Something special?Ā Julia blinked her eyes with a puzzled look. On the other hand, Endimionās blue eyes stared at her even harder, not blinking at all.
Suddenly Julia felt that the atmosphere surrounding him was different from before.
It was not an illusion.
āFor example.ā
Endimion whispered softly and swept his hair, and naturally her eyes followed. Julia saw his black hair parting in his long, straight fingers.
The hard wrists that slowly slipped through the hair, the sleek arm muscles that pleased the eye, and even the veins slightly showing under the skin.
āSomething you want from me.ā
A languid voice gripped the air. Julia knew her body was slowly slipping down, but somehow she couldnāt move.
Before she knew it, Julia was lying on the bed, and Endimion was gently holding her under his arms.
āAh, you know. Mion?ā
āDonāt think about anyone else, tell me what you really want from me.ā
His arm slowly approached and removed Juliaās blond hair, covering her face. Then a hard finger touched her soft cheek, and soon she felt like he was going to cup her face, he was even touching her earlobes.
Soon, a hard finger stroked her tender skin.
āā¦ā¦ā
āIāll give you anything.ā
It was a tantalizing touch, as if they had bumped into each other by accident.Ā It felt so ticklish that I wanted to cover my head with the blanket.
āThe right to rule over the king, even the right to keep the king under your feet is fine.ā
What kind of joke is this?
However, Endimion is not the type to play pranks. But itās too serious to laugh off because it was nonsensical.
Julia moistened her lips in the air in the bedroom surrounding her.Ā I felt more suffocated laying under Endimionās arms.
Julia tried to wave her hands reflexively to relieve this strange atmosphere.
āNo, I donāt know that kind ofā¦ā
Immediately Endimion gently grabbed her wrist and pulled it.
āIf you really donāt know, I can help you.ā
Endimionās lips touched the inside of her wrist. The moist flesh was rubbed on the tender skin as if brandishing itself, and it left with a light sound.
Julia opened her eyes wide. Endimion, who looked down at her response, immediately reached out his arm to her other wrist. This time again, she was easily caught by him.
āWhen I say Iāll give you anything, it doesnāt have to be an object. For exampleā
āā¦ā¦ā
āMy crown, my throneā¦ā¦.even my body.ā
The last words were whispered, but they stuck in my ear.