Through Momo's Eyes

It didn't take long for Momo to reach the top floor, selecting one of the adjacent rooms to her own as the door swung open, her arm extended out in a presentory manner.

"I hope this will be okay, it's rather simple. I'm used to my bed at home, and the closets only hold about half of my clothes, but the view is rather lovely." Momo said, her nervous tone creeping into her voice as her rescuer gave her a strange look. before striding past her into the room.

"Yes, I agree, the view is very gorgeous." He said, staring straight at Momo, making her blush.

She was completely caught off-guard as he leaned into towards, his slightly rough hand barely touching her cheek before his lips found hers. She could feel the scars on his lips, and tasted something honey-like, which must have come from him.

She felt her face go atomic red, her heart begin to race, and a fount of heat welled up inside her as she reached up, lightly tracing his exposed chest, feeling the muscles beneath the thin shirt as she pushed away, barely separating the two.

"Hmm, "She started, touching her lips with a finger as if they may vanished if she wasn't touching them, "I hope you enjoy the room, goon night, breakfast ends at 9 o'clock." Momo blurted out, turning quickly to make her way to her room next door. She didn't even turn back to see whether he went back inside or watched her leave, so preoccupied with her thoughts was she.

As her door closed behind her, automatically locking, she pulled her shoes off, already partway through removing her top as she fell back on her rented bed, even just laying here, she already missed her bed at home.

Even as she tossed her blouse to the side, the heat within her welled up all the more.

She'd only just met the boy... man, was he younger or older than her even? And yet, his touch alone had caused her heartbeat to hasten, and with a single kiss, her first no less!, she felt as if she may ignite. Was this love, she could think of no other explanation for her reaction, but she had yet to even discover his name, was her heart so enchanted as to fall for a man she didn't even know beyond the color of his hair or the feeling of his lips upon hers.

"But you do do know something about him." A voice within her said, "He came to save you just like so many in your books."

"Oh Kami, I'm in love with him." Momo mumbled aloud, rolling to the side as she reached her bedside table, pulling a slightly worn book from it as she flipped through the pages before finding her marker. If she was truly in love, then she needed advice on what the next step was, and her trusted romance novel, Guard of my Heart would have the answers.

She felt a small pang of guilt, relying on her book for answers rather than asking her mother, but Mama wouldn't understand. Mama and Papa had gotten married not out of love, but out of duty, in an arranged marriage between two powerful families, like a merger. Sure they could've easily called it off if they'd wished, but but recognized a kindred spirit in the other, and even now seemed almost like if Momo wasn't there, they'd never see each other.

And so Momo began to read her story, even though she'd read it maybe six or seven times cover to cover by now, until she found something that look promising,

...As she let her bodice fall away, she felt more exposed than ever, but also more free, no longer bound by the rules of nobility, she was making a choice of who her heart belonged too.

The young guards eyes met hers, refusing to look away as she knelt on to the bed, lightly pressing her lips to his for but a few too short seconds.

"It's okay, look at me." She softly ordered and now he did, his eyes drifting down to her tender bosom. She felt a swirl of heat within her, for he didn't look at her hungrily, like he'd heard her handmaids tell of, nor did he paw at her exposed flesh like the ogre the same guard had rescued her from.

"It is only right, you risked your life for me, so it's only fair that I give mine to you." The young noble said, reaching down to the guard's unfastened breeches, and finding his manhood, centered herself and slowly sank on it as she hissed, feeling the young guard claim her maidenhood, something her mother and said was only for her husband, she felt his arms about her, pulling her into his muscled chest, and heard, as well as felt, their two hearts beat as one.

"It's only right, then, that I should repay him." Momo muttered to herself, not at all aware of the darkening ring on her finger.
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