Citadel of Desire - Chapter 7

Chapter 7 – Irresistible Urges (2)

The two of them were left at a loss of words. The sensation of her soft flesh pressing against his growing member… It was something ethereal for both of them. Unrestrained urge clawed at Clodan’s heart. Like a wild beast, he locked onto his prey. His lips caressed her soft, supple skin. His hips grinded against hers, seeking sweet release.

Rei’s chest heaved as she took deep breaths, her whole body flushed red with heat. Clodan pulled down her sleeve down the shoulder and revelled in the drunk feeling as his mouth trailed down her neck to her collarbone. He began to weigh down on her, wanting to be as close to her as possible.

The blankets were twisted around Rei’s feet, preventing her from getting away. Clodan laid her on the floor, pinning her under his weight. Her gaze landed on the long-forgotten book lying next to her.

Oh how the situation had changed. Clodan placed his large hand on her waist, his nails lightly scraping against it as he rubbed his groin against hers.

The temperature of the room rose, an intimate heat growing between the two. Rei panted harshly as she entered a feverish trance. Only Clodan’s cool lips grazing her cheek providing her with a soothing yet burning relief. His hands were splayed across her thin waist, fingers dancing over it as if playing a piano.

Clodan’s lips covered every inch of her skin. He removed one hand from her waist, instead choosing to run his hands through her soft, blonde hair. He was so fascinated by it, he looked like he wanted to worship it. Rei could no longer resist the temptation. She gave into the sweet pleasure and finally caressed Clodan’s cheek as he slowly buttoned open her blouse.

“Master.”

The atmosphere that was once pulsing with pleasure evaporated the moment Philip spoke from outside the room. The old man’s hoarse voice snapped Rei out of her trance and put a pause to Clodan’s movements.

“Heish Lisburn has come back. He’s waiting for you downstairs.”

The voice outside the door died down, but Philip’s presence remained, waiting for his master’s answer.

“Lord.”

Clodan put his head on Rei’s bare shoulder. Though it seemed like he’d calmed down, his eyes were wild with desire and his sharp intake of breath indicated that he was far from rational. He just didn’t want to let go of Rei, so she pulled away from him first.

“H-he said Heish’s back.”

He chased Rei’s figure with his eyes. She hurriedly buttoned up her clothes, hands fumbling as she left his piercing stare on her. He admired her fluttering eyelashes and her dainty hands as she smoothed the wrinkles in her clothes. His gaze was persistent. No matter what she did, he didn’t even blink. Rei flushed red with embarrassment at the attention.

“He’ll be looking for me.”

Picking up on the opportunity, Philip asked Clodan once again.

“Master, should I tell him that today’s not a good time?”

Clodan roughly pushed his hair back. His movements were graceful like always, yet this time, they bore a hint of violence. It was as if he was boiling with fury but didn’t have anywhere to direct it.

“Tell him I’ll be down soon.”

Philip walked away, satisfied now that he had an answer. Clodan leaned forward, reaching past Rei’s figure and picked up the forgotten book. He handed it over to Rei.

“I’ll lend this to you.”

Rei knew there was no point in accepting the book. It wasn’t like she could read it. But having the book meant she could use the excuse of returning it to meet him, so she shyly took it in her hands.

“Thank you.”

“Let’s go now.”

Although Clodan led the way when they entered the place, they walked right beside each other while going out. The rain had stopped, letting the sun peak through amidst the clouds. The warmth of the sun slowly overpowered the serene petrichor.

“Lord Clodan, the rain has stopped.”

A rare, bright smile bloomed across her face. Clodan looked at her again, mesmerized by her beauty. “Do you like this weather?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“It’s warm.”

“Why do you like warmth?”

“Do you not like it?”

Rei pondered upon his question for a minute. Thoughts flowed into her mind; Warm sunlight shining down upon her, the faint breeze gently ruffling her hair, sleeping out in the open using a person’s thighs as a pillow. The dazzling images left a deep impression in her heart.

“I have good dreams when I sleep under the sun! It’s quite pleasant.”

Clodan’s gaze shifted to her moving lips, his mind filled with thoughts of what he’d love to do to them. Rei looked right into Clodan’s golden eyes and almost got lost in them.

“Rei?”

Heish’s surprised voice brought her back to reality. Still dressed up from his trip outside, Heish stared at them from downstairs. His face was pale with anxiety, but soon it flushed red.

“Rei, why are you up there?”

“T-the lord…”

“Where are you manners, Rei?! How could you do this to him? We’re living here for free and you commit such a huge blunder?!”

Once again, Heish began to make assumptions and treat Rei like an embarrassment. She looked down at her feet, unable to say anything in her defense. Suddenly, Clodan wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

“Oh? She’s the one without any manners?” Clodan said in her defense.

“I was just saying-”

“I called her upstairs to lend her a book.”

Heish’s face contorted into a frown.

“What? But she can’t even read a word!”

Rei knew she should think nothing of his words. But they still pricked her like little needles. Without her meaning to, tears pooled in her eyes.

“Rei, come down here right now! How dare you lie to the lord!”

She wanted to die of embarrassment. Her secret was revealed. She let go of Clodan’s hand, unable to face him any longer. She ran downstairs, bumping into Heish’s shoulder on the way. She didn’t care if it pissed him off. All she wanted to do was hide. She could hear loud curses from behind, but it didn’t matter.

She ran to her room and jumped on the bed as soon as she entered. She buried her head under the blankets, wanting to crawl into a hole and stay there forever.  She was tired of being humiliated by Heish over and over again. A tear fell down her face and onto the book, the only thing left with her.

She hugged it close to her chest. She hadn’t been honest with Clodan. She was never a fan of fairy tales. It was a mere story, filled with fiction and lies.

The real life had no fairy godmother. All it had were unkind people who were only willing to hurt others.