Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)

Third Person's POV

Its soft and snowy fur stood on edge while it clearly mirrored the anxiety she was feeling.

Her once purplish black scars vanished from her face into smooth and flawless glowing skin, while her long and fluffy white tail began swaying and betrayed the inner turmoil she was feeling.

Her delicate, glowing face glowed like a porcelain moon and radiated a soft luminescence while her red lips trembled ever so slightly.

Carefully, she raised her hand again, but this time, she pressed her fingers to Ethan's lips.

Her entire body trembled with the act and her breath caught audibly in her throat.

There was something heartbreakingly tender about her touch and something innocent yet painted with memories far too dark for a girl her age.

In the twisted halls of the now dead Countess Blackwell's underground castle, she had been taught many things that no child should know by the maids there.

She hadn't understood them then, and even now her knowledge was fragmented and filtered through fear and confusion.

But now some of those things had stuck in her mind, and this simple act was one of them.

Feeling her cold yet trembling fingertips upon his lips, Ethan's mind clicked.

She had seen him kiss Virelle and his Master Nyx regularly and whenever he was with them.

And her witnessing their intimate act was not done secretly by peeking or spying, as she had always been present with them.

Their intimacy and their closeness had registered in her impressionable mind as something warm and something safe.

Though she didn't know the reason behind it, it was something she herself had begun to crave, and he could tell that it was a need that arose from her longing and love for him.

He and Velcy had come to form a deep emotional bond over the years, and Velcy was now ready for their bond to progress further into something more.

He assumed that she wanted to share in that affection and feel for herself how a kiss felt.

This detailed realization softened his gaze.

As for him, he had already considered Velcy as his future woman so there was no need for him to be ready or in any sort of hesitation.

Why would he ignore his beautiful cat companion Velcy alone? There was a nil possibility of his leaving her alone.

Thinking that, he reached up and gently clasped her small hand and offered her a reassuring smile.

"Alright, I will do what my sweet Velcy wants," he said softly,

"But let's keep this our little secret, okay?

Your Elder Sister Virelle wouldn't be too happy about anyone getting this close to your Big Brother."

Velcy nodded immediately while an expression crossed her face that all but screamed, Of course, that's obvious!

Her eyes started sparkling mischievously on hearing his assent, and Ethan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly at her sudden shift in mood from her previous embarrassment and fear-tinted gaze.

She was young but far more clever than her years, as she had faced and experienced a lot of things that the average young girl.

Even so, he wouldn't take any chances, and not when it came to the matter of hearts.

Holding her delicate chin, he gently tilted it upward to his level while his thumb brushed softly against her smooth skin as he gazed deep into her stunning ice-blue eyes that shimmered like frozen lakes under the dim light of the room.

Her eyes held a swirling storm of emotions like excitement, nervousness, and joy, all crashing together in a beautiful chaos.

Her breath hitched slightly, and without thinking, her soft crimson lips parted as if inviting him in while their subtle quivers betrayed the fluttering storm in her chest.

Ethan leaned closer and was mesmerized by the intensity in her gaze and the allure of those lips.

He was especially amazed at seeing her red lips that formed such a beautiful contrast against her present glowing and scarless face.

They were so vividly red that it looked as though they had been painted by the glossiest modern day lipstick of his previous life, though he knew they were untouched by any artificial hue.

Their faces were now so close that their lips hovered just a whisper apart, and their noses brushed in the gentlest of touches.

The freezing cold of Ethan's skin touched her like the first snow of winter.

The sensation was sharp yet strangely calming as it soothed her jittery heartbeat.

She closed her eyes slowly and surrendered to the moment while her young heart thudded against her ribcage as she awaited his kiss.

And then, like a snowflake landing softly on her lips, she felt the gentle and tentative press of his mouth on hers.

Her body instinctively leaned in, and she pressed her lips to his while trying to match his energy and feeling the electricity spark through her from that one simple yet life-changing connection.

Ethan's hand moved from her chin to cradle her cheeks.

Feeling his freezing hands on her face, she couldn't help but shiver as that magical sensation travelled from her face and down to her spine.

He held her face as if it were the most fragile and sacred thing in the world and deepened the kiss ever so slightly.

Her lips trembled and it wasn't from fear, but from the vulnerability of the newness of this act and of sharing her very first kiss with her beloved Big Brother.

And Ethan clearly sensed that. He stayed slow and tender while letting her feel safe and letting her fall into it at her own pace.

His heart thundered in his chest as he tasted her, but it was not just her lips that excited him; It was also the way she responded to his presence, like her fluffy white tail giving her away.

Velcy's snowy-white tail that had been swishing restlessly moments before now slowed to a gentle sway and curled lovingly around his wrist and caressed his palm in silent affection.