SERAPHIM'S POV
Grey walked into my room the next morning as if he owned the oxygen in it. I was still half asleep, stretching under the duvet, when his voice cut through the quiet.
"You'll be attending etiquette classes starting tomorrow."
No good morning. No explanation. Just that.
I blinked at him, sitting up slowly. "Etiquette classes? Why?"
"To keep everything tight," he said, adjusting his cuffs like he was preparing for a board meeting. "The function is around the corner. You need stability. Focus. And…" He looked at me. "You need to fit the role."
I wanted to argue, but I didn't have the strength, not today. "Fine," I sighed, "I'll go."
He nodded once, satisfied, and left without another word.
The next day came too fast.
The etiquette class was… fine. First, I sat with perfect posture, legs crossed at the ankles just like the instructor insisted, and I tried to absorb every word, but my mind was somewhere else entirely, somewhere with someone else. Natasha.
I pulled out my phone under the table and texted her.
Can we hang out today? Come get me after class?
She answered almost immediately. "Bet. I'm coming". My heart warmed.
Three hours later, the moment class ended, I saw her waiting outside, leaning on her car, smiling, that smile that somehow made everything feel less heavy.
I got into the car and we drove for a while, and then she turned into a hidden pathway I'd never noticed before. Trees arched over the road like they were guarding a secret, like in the movies, secret tunnels and shit like that, when we reached the end, I gasped, there it was….
A small countryside river, sunlight shining bright over the surface, the water moving so gently it looked like it was breathing.
"What is this place?" I whispered.
Natasha grinned. "Home, for tired souls."
She stepped out of the car and spun around for a minute, inhaling the fresh air, she then shrugged off her jacket, then her clothes, and walked straight into the water like she belonged to it. My breath caught not because of her body, but because of the memory it stirred.
Us, as kids, bathing together, laughing, playing.
Back then it meant nothing. Now… everything inside me trembled.
Natasha turned to me. "Come in."
I froze. "You know I'm scared of water."
"I know," she said softly. "That's why I'm here."
I swallowed. Hard. Then I pulled off my clothes and stepped forward. One foot in. It was cold, too cold, the ground felt unsteady.
"I can't….Nat, it's too deep…. and cold"
She came closer and held my hand. "I've got you."
I let her guide me, slowly, breath by breath, when the water reached my waist, she wrapped her hands around my waist to steady me. I wrapped my arms around her neck without even thinking.
Her eyes met mine, warm, searching, asking for something without words, I felt it, all of it.
The ache, the confusion, the pull.
And then she leaned in slowly, careful, certain, I could feel her heartbeat and every breath, like our eyes spoke without words, it felt like a holy sin, and I'll do it a million times again.
She kissed me softly, intentionally, I didn't fight back, I didn't pull away, because hell yeah, this was what I wanted. She withdrew from the kiss and I pulled her closer passionately, out of desire.
NATASHA'S POV
The world around us melted into ripples and breath and heartbeat. She kissed me again, deeper this time, much more passionately, like the world was going to end tomorrow and today was all we had, like our lives depended on this, and her lips ….they tasted exactly how I've always imagined them to taste like. As we continued kissing, she let out a soft moan saying "this is what it feels like….. this is what it tastes like". The atmosphere got more intense and intimate as I lowered my kisses to her neck and nibbled on it, savouring all her sweet scent like a butterfly trying to get nectar from a plant.
I pulled her gently to the River bank while kissing her, as I lay her down, I lay directly on top of her and looked into her eyes, I could see every unspoken word. I returned to kissing her as I went lower to her neck, I used my right hand to unhook her bra and remove it, it was a beautiful sight to behold, her soft and succulent, round boobs with standing nipples to crown it, I looked at her eyes and said "dangg" she chuckled softly, I immediately started using my tongue to caress her nipples and suck her left boob while gently massaging her right boob she, she called my name softly as she held my head closer. I went back to her lips, and kept on kissing her while my right hand found its way down her belly and down to her pussy, it was soft and wet, I let my fingers play around her clit for a while, she giggled and then I kissed her as I slid my two middle fingers into her wet, tight pussy, she gasped not for air, but for satisfaction.
I kept on fingering her, she kept on moaning and kissing me harder, more intense, her breath, shaky, like she was losing it upstairs, I stopped for a while as she finally let out a soft a shaky breath, our noses rubbed against each other, emotions flowed in, I could feel our minds locked in as she slowly tilted her head upward again for another kiss. I whispered in her ears "it's time for the crazy fun part" she looked at me as she bit her lower lip and smiled naughtily.
I went down to her pussy, it smelt nice, really nice, like cherry blossom, "I can do this forever" I whispered, she giggled again. I licked her pussy and it tastes just how I thought it would "damn what does this girl use down here" I thought, I kept on licking, she was getting louder, if there were neighbour around, they'll probably be knocking on the door now, I gave her the best headjob of her life. It kept on going for a few minutes until her body started shaking out of pleasure, I could feel her juice coming, and in a minute it gushed out, her body trembling with satisfaction. I went back to her lips. We kissed and enjoyed the rest of the moment.
We went back inside the river, playing, and just having fun while taking a shower there, laughing softly like the air around us had changed, because it had, everything had.
When we finally got dressed again, my hands were still trembling.
Driving back, I kept glancing at her. Seraphim was quiet, staring out the window with that look the one people get when something shifts inside them and they're trying to make sense of it.
I didn't push, I didn't ask, I knew better.
But I knew one thing for sure, whatever happened today wasn't one-sided, she felt it too, every moment, every breath, every touch.
And part of me wished the ride home was longer, much longer.
SERAPHIM'S POV
When the car stopped in front of the villa, my heart came calm. Natasha leaned in and kissed me again this time, like a promise she didn't want to say out loud.
I stepped out of the car with shaky legs, closed the door gently, and watched her drive off.
I couldn't stop smiling, the whole day replayed itself in flashes. The river, her eyes, her voice, the way she held me like she knew I'd fall if she didn't.
I stood there at the entrance, hugging myself, feeling warm and alive all at once.
Then Grey's voice cut through everything. "Why are you late again?" I turned.
There he was, arms crossed, eyes sharp, suspicion written all over his face, and just like that, reality snapped back.