Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

"Don't let others fill your wasteland..."

Avro raised her head, like a tulip that had been ravaged by someone in the wind and rain. Her beautiful eyes were slightly red from crying, and her long eyelashes were stained with crystal tears.

Drunk, messy, lovable, pathetic fool.

People are really wonderful creatures. It doesn't matter if they want to trample on other people's hearts. Things that make her give up her mind easily and easily turn out to be the opposite in the end.

Perhaps alcohol naturally allows passionate people to let go of their shackles. Grace slowly took off her black lace gloves, revealing her slender fingers with distinct joints.

Then, the cold index finger softly covered the eyes that were as red as crying rabbits.

The gloves fell from the air onto the colorful porcelain surface, and gently stood on tiptoes. For the first time, the tipsy Grace cautiously and awkwardly approached the girl's lips.

The golden floor-to-ceiling mirror reflected the image of the girls' lips touching each other.

138. A very new kind of forced love

Grace's eyes were closed before they were kissed, and her cold body began to become hot as her own body took the initiative.

It was like walking in a dense bathroom, so hot that I wanted to take off all the clothes on my body.

Unprecedented, soft lips pressed together in the smell of wine.

Boom, boom, boom, my heart beats involuntarily like a fierce drumbeat.

For a moment, his brain entered an unprecedented stage of relaxation. He didn't think about anything, he just followed his instinct and wanted to get close to Avro.

Why do people kiss?

Because of hormonal instinctive desire?Because you can't control the emotion of wanting to be close?

A ridiculous act fueled by alcohol that breaks everything?

Or was it just that at that moment, this idea popped into my mind and I did it...?

Is it instinctive?

So, when did I lose my instinct to love?When did the heart beat so fiercely?

Is there a wonderful chemical reaction when people meet each other?

Grace doesn't know now.

But for Avro, the answer is clear.

There are always countless problems in a person's life. From the time when he is learning to explore the world, his wonderful ideas are constantly diverging.

What am I after?What is the meaning of life?And what does the future hold?

Among all the problems, the only thing that Afro didn't need to confirm was the instinct to like someone and want to get close to him.

like.

It's the love that overflows from the bottom of my heart that I can't control.

The gentle, cold palms are not directly placed on the eyes, but slightly cover the moist eyelashes in an extremely gentle manner.

This was the first time I was actively kissed by someone I liked.

This overly soft feeling is different from actively kissing Grace. It's like being scratched by soft cat claws, and the exhausted heart seems to be activated.

The expectation of proactive response is different from all the sweetness in the past.

It was a spiritual resonance.

how to say?The emotions Grace gives are always cautious, like a hedgehog hiding its softest belly under a sharp edge.

At what moment did I start wanting to get closer to Grace?

forgotten.

Maybe it was when she took the initiative to play the piano for herself when she was lonely, maybe it was when she fell from the sky like a polar star, or even when they just met...

I really want... I really want... to be closer.

Desire from the inside out spontaneously controls the body.

Avro's earlobes were red, almost burning from the kiss that was like a cat's licking. His body was breathing rapidly, and his brain controlled by alcohol was sending commands to himself - that is, to obey and possess.

The movement of covering her eyes with her hands to prevent herself from seeing her jerky expression when her heart was beating was like a heavy hammer smashing into Avro's only reason.

The one who is still two years younger than me, looks crazy and sensible... Her Royal Highness.

He had always been restrained, cautious, and careful, but at this moment, he finally revealed his most fragile and softest heart under the hard armor.

Just thinking about this makes my heart melt completely.

Your Highness Grace...the Grace who only belongs to Avro...

I like this statement.

The thoughts that couldn't be hidden burst out like lava, and alcohol gave Avro the courage to get closer.

Now, let Grace be her own.

Anyone with a passionate desire is a self-taught genius.

Faith is no longer important. Compared with spiritual support, Avro already has something he wants to do more, to hug Grace tightly at this moment.

The girl's hands went directly through Grace's armpits. The alcohol and the warmth and breath she loved made people's souls almost burn.

Driven by burning desire, the girl involuntarily opened Her Royal Highness's lips.

Then what?

Then there is the confusion caused by the emotional turmoil. Under the passionate kiss, you can't wait to deprive the other party of all the space to escape.

It doesn't matter, Her Royal Highness Grace will not take the initiative, so just make yourself move forward 100 steps.

She doesn't need to move, just wait for me where she is.

Because I am an older person...right?

The drunken kiss took away almost all the breath. Even if the kissing movements were restrained, they became a bit rough under the influence of alcohol and strong love.

Grace's back was pressed hard against the wall.

Putting almost all his body weight on Her Royal Highness, Afro asked for Grace's cautious response in the blocked field of vision and the tears that had not yet dried.

At the same time, those beautiful hands that transmitted life force were wandering around the girl's slender waist.

Grace clearly realized that her territory was being invaded by someone without restraint...

And... heading towards the heart.

When was the last time you took the initiative to kiss someone?

Grace's pupils were as wandering as a hairy cat, and in a daze she once again thought of that day hidden in her memory.

……

Just like a wild cat that has been abandoned or expelled, there is always the shadow of fear of being abandoned again.

Therefore, most of the time, I try my best to restrain my emotions.

As long as you don't care, you won't be hurt.

But Erin was special, she was great most of the time, like a 100% perfect lover.

For the often passive self, I can always release the bait just right and let myself put aside my shame and take the initiative.

She would press herself against the wall and kiss herself like this...

Like anyone else, they want to possess their lover wholeheartedly.

But... is a moment of pity really love?

Is this fair to Avro?

Is this moment of joy necessary for you?

Or do you just want to find a reason for your indulgence in desire?

Gentle palms brushed the dots of red plums on the barren snowfield.

A ray of electricity completely rushed down the spine and into the brain, completely destroying all thoughts that wanted to sink.

No...no!Can't! !

Grace's dilated pupils suddenly shrank, and her heart was shaking like a mountain falling apart.

So————Once again, Grace used incredible strength to push away the girl who was constantly advancing towards her.

This chase battle representing love and desire finally ended with Grace pushing Afro away.

"Hahaha……"

Avro was panting heavily, feeling like he had never experienced before, as if he was walking on light clouds.

She didn't know why Grace pushed her away, but her vision was still covered by the thin white hands.

The hotel room, which was deliberately designed to be elegant, could be heard. Apart from himself, Afro could even hear Grace's equally rapid breathing.

Will my Highness Grace's cheeks be blushing at this moment, and she will be so cute that she is too shy to look at herself?

"Grace..."

Afro called the girl's name reluctantly with a drunken tone.

Still want to continue...

Grace, who originally approached her on her own initiative, was uncharacteristically like a scumbag who abandoned his wife in the TV series and said ruthless words.

"Is this enough? Now, can we stop making trouble?"

The cold language instantly extinguished the burning atmosphere of ambiguity.

Avro's drunkenness was almost gone, and she pushed Grace's hand away. Confusion almost filled her entire face, and her wet eyes didn't know where to go.

So he could only stare pitifully into the girl's eyes, like a dog watching its owner traveling far away.

"What do you mean? I don't understand...Grace."

To be honest, it is difficult to say harsh words to Afro now.

Her heart was still beating because of instinct, but Grace had to calm herself down.

If you want to control yourself and your relationships, it is most useless to indulge in a momentary emotion.

"Literally. Now is it time to enjoy the hangover soup?"

While Grace was perfunctory in the coldest tone, she carefully observed Avro's expression and adjusted her collar.

"After drinking, go to bed early and get up and go home tomorrow."

It was obvious that Avro, who had just entered the state, could not accept such a result.

"Then what does it mean to kiss me just now?"

Avro's cheek came up to her again, with a strong smell of alcohol and a scorching temperature that made people want to run away.

There is no way to face such a look.

Grace simply turned her head away, adjusted the neckline and shoulders that had been pulled down by the touch, and pretended not to care, and said,

"It's just a kiss, what else do you want me to say? You kissed me last time, and you just returned it this time. What do you want me to explain?"

This is completely different from the attitude of acting coquettishly and refusing to welcome, but the attitude of wanting to draw all boundaries.

Afro had an urge to go crazy.

Like a monkey fishing for the moon, he tried his best, but only came up empty on the water.

Puzzled, and angry after being disappointed.

"Grace..."

What is she still running from?Why didn't he acknowledge me when he kissed me?

What is she afraid of?

"you this……"

Avro made a patient accusation sound from his throat.

The bright red lipstick was reddened and smeared on the slightly moist lips. The evidence of Grace's initiative still existed on her face. How could she say such a thing?