I Was Hoping She Would Notice but again Now When She Did... Im Tired

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"And to think," she whispered to herself, barely holding it together, "I even know his underwear color. Oh, Lucian, darling, you’re just too easy!" Another burst of laughter escaped her, and she clutched her sides, unable to contain the mischief swirling within her.

With her giggles finally subdued, Celestia turned her gaze toward Lucian. He sat there frozen in time, his posture slightly slouched, his face caught in a moment of concentration. She leaned forward slightly, her sharp eyes scanning every detail of his expression. Her mischievous grin softened into something... warmer, yet still tinged with mischief.

"You were asking if I can’t kiss you without your permission, right?" Celestia purred, her voice low and dripping with playful seduction. "Tell me, darling, can you stop me now?"

She leaned in closer, her lips nearly brushing against his ear, her warm breath ghosting over his skin.

"Shhh..." she whispered teasingly, her voice vibrating with amusement and a hint of something darker. Slowly, deliberately, she let her tongue dart out to lick the curve of his cheek, savoring the closeness and the thrill of her audacity.

"Ahh~" A soft, intoxicating moan escaped her lips as she pulled back slightly, her chest rising and falling as though she were savoring the taste of a forbidden delicacy. "You can’t stop me now, can you?" she chuckled, her voice a melody of arrogance and desire.

Celestia’s hand reached out, her delicate fingers tilting Lucian’s chin to face her fully. Her golden eyes locked onto his frozen gaze, their usual playfulness now laced with an intimate intensity.

"Should I kiss you now, darling?" she whispered, her lips brushing the air between them. Her finger trailed down to rest lightly on his lips, tapping softly as though she were deep in thought

Her smirk grew wider as she tilted her head, contemplating. "No... not like this. It wouldn’t be fun if our first kiss was stolen in frozen time. That would make it... meaningless." She sighed dramatically, disappointment evident in her voice, yet her mischievous grin never wavered. "Oh, but I’ll make you beg for it someday. That much is certain."

Celestia glanced at the clock on the wall. Time-stop magic only lasted for one minute, and she could feel the seconds slipping away. Her frustration bubbled up briefly as she glanced back at Lucian’s frozen form.

"Such a shame I don’t have more time with you like this. An hour, or maybe even a day... now that would be fun," she murmured, her voice dripping with longing and frustration. Still, her smirk quickly returned.

Before time ran out, she leaned down one last time, her lips hovering just above his neck. "Let’s leave you with a little souvenir, shall we?" she whispered, her voice low and sultry. Slowly, she pressed her mouth to the side of his neck, her teeth grazing the soft skin before biting him gently.

"Ahhh~" Another moan escaped her lips, her body trembling slightly from the intoxicating thrill of her actions. She leaned back, admiring the small red mark she left behind, her personal signature.

"Kufufu... no matter how many times I do this, it feels so good," she murmured, brushing her fingers lightly over her handiwork. Her grin widened as she leaned back into her chair, perfectly adjusting her posture to match where she’d been before time stopped.

The last frozen moment dissolved as the colors of the world rushed back in, filling the space with life and motion. Lucian blinked a few times, shaking off the strange sensation of time restarting, completely oblivious to the amused spark in Celestia’s eyes as she sat across from him. Her expression remained calm and composed, yet there was a subtle quirk at the corners of her lips, as though she was suppressing a laugh.

Just as Lucian was about to speak, an unexpected jolt coursed through his neck. "Ahhh! Ffffff what the!" He winced, instinctively grabbing at the back of his neck. His fingers brushed over the spot, searching for the culprit. It felt like something had bitten him, but there was no sign of anything.

Before he could fully process the sensation, an involuntary, muffled sound escaped his lips. "Mmmph!" Startled by his own reaction, Lucian quickly slapped a hand over his mouth, his eyes darting around to see if anyone had noticed. A faint flush crept up his neck as he tried to compose himself, feeling oddly unsettled.

For a moment, he swore he felt a strange current ripple through him, almost electrifying, sending a tingling warmth straight to his ears. He flinched, his body reacting as if caught in some unexplainable euphoria. It wasn’t painful, but it was undeniably... peculiar.

"What the hell is going on today?" Lucian muttered under his breath, his eyes darting around the room. Everything appeared normal. The other patrons at the café were engrossed in their meals or conversations, oblivious to his plight. No one seemed to notice anything unusual except, of course, for Celestia.

She watched him with a serene yet mischievous gaze, her chin resting delicately on her hand. "What happened, darling?" she asked, her voice smooth and honeyed, perfectly masking the amusement dancing in her eyes.

Lucian narrowed his eyes at her tone, his suspicion briefly flickering. "Ah, nothing," he replied, waving a dismissive hand as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Probably a mosquito or something."

Celestia leaned forward slightly, her lips curving into an innocent smile. "A mosquito, hmm? Would you like me to take a look? You know, just to be sure."

Lucian shook his head quickly, the intensity of her gaze making him feel oddly self-conscious. "No, no. It’s fine. Really."

Her lips twitched, her amusement barely concealed. "If you say so," she said, sitting back but keeping her eyes locked on him. Her fingers lightly traced the edge of her teacup, the gesture oddly captivating.

Lucian sighed internally, his discomfort growing. He tried to shake off the strange mix of sensations the bite, the fleeting euphoria, the electric shiver. It was too weird, but he didn’t want to dwell on it. "Why is she still sitting here?" he thought to himself, the question echoing in his mind. "Didn’t she say she was leaving? Why hasn’t she left yet?"

The room seemed to close in on him, the ambient chatter and clinking of cutlery only amplifying his unease.

"You seem distracted," Celestia said, tilting her head slightly as if studying him. "Is everything alright?" Find exclusive stories on empire

Lucian forced a polite smile, though his patience was wearing thin. "Yeah, everything’s fine. Just a little... off today, I guess."

Celestia’s grin widened ever so slightly, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "Oh, I’m sure. Sometimes, the day just gets... interesting, doesn’t it?"

Lucian hesitated, his suspicion deepening. Her tone was light and conversational, but there was something about the way she said it that made his skin prickle. He shifted in his seat, his instincts telling him to leave.

"Well," he began, standing up abruptly. "I think I should get going. Thanks for... uh, the chat."

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