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I was sitting down on my... no.... OUR... bed. I was really rather nervous, despite knowing there was no need to be. Heisenberg would not do anything bad to me. He never did anything bad. I trusted him with my life.
He already told me he loved me, and I accepted his confession. What now?
My leg is bouncing in anticipation as he leans into me, grabbing my hands. His eyes glimmer with excitement and pure adoration.
I lift his hand up as lightly as possible, pushing my thumb into his soft palm. I kiss his hand. He blushes, and I feel warm inside. I appreciate his love for me, it means the world. He makes me feel desired. When I'm with him, I feel almost ordinary.
He touches me so delicately, as if I am a princess and he is my knight. Or perhaps he is also a princess. He looks the part, anyway. Shining aurum hair, lagoon eyes, flawless skin. He was more of a princess than I would ever be, and yet, he treated me like one.
I loved that about him.
He starts to kiss me on my mouth. I yelp, as it was quite unexpected, really.
I'm unsure what to do, so I start kissing back. I was not expecting it to feel so good. Oh, so good. His lips were so soft, like the feathers of an eider. I once had an eiderdown pillow, and nothing could compare to its comfort, except now Heisenberg.
They tasted of brandy and a spice I could not place, but they were so delicious. I wanted to never let them go.
I wonder what I taste like. I hope it is pleasant.
We are kissing aggressively now. His eyes are closed, and I feel sad as they bring me so much delight. I gasp for air, and end up closing my eyes, too.
I'm now too focused to open them.
However, a few minutes later, he pushes back and yelps in pain. My heart is pounding, did I do something wrong!?
"Heisenberg, are you alright?"
His face is red, and he puts his finger over his lip. "You bit me."
"Oh? I'm so sorry..."
I feel immense guilt.
"No, do it again. It felt good. I like this side of you."
"But... you were in pain..."
He waves his hand. "It was just because it was unexpected. Please, keep doing it."
My entire body heats up.
Oh... what have I gotten myself in to?
"If y-you insist..."
I lean in, and start again. He twirls his finger through my hair.
I suppose that I can treat him well, and that if someone as wonderful as Heisenberg loves me, maybe I am worthy of being his love, his liege, his life.
Once again, I kiss him.
Biting his lips softly.
He is mine, and I am his.
Forever intertwined.