What started as a simple kiss turned into a more demanding, tongue-rubbing deep kiss.
Perdita kissed Sthena, tasting him like she had told herself, and even after a few minutes, couldn't get enough.
She grumbled when he broke the kiss, saying, "The maids will soon be here with the food."
"Mhm," Perdita hummed, already leaning back into Sthena.
"And the royal doctor too," Sthena reminded. His way of telling her to stop if she didn't want them to see them together like this.
Instead of stopping like he thought she would, she said, "Let them see."
At that moment, Sthena's eyes shone in amusement and also in a somewhat fierce and possessive way. His hands curled round her waist as he lifted her, such that he had her straddle him, and their lips met in another kiss. This time more demanding and hungry.
Perdita's hands traced his broad shoulders, the expanse of his defined chest, down to his inviting abs that had since long been itching her to run her palms on.
