[If only Amelia knew of those thoughts, as she would have had plenty to say on what every person was entitled to and deserved. She was idealistic, yes, and was called naive a lot of the time for those beliefs, but she held onto them. Just because things weren't good at that moment in time didn't mean they couldn't improve.]
[It was her hope there was a way to make up for this shaky first impression, and that she could befriend the knight, or at least show how bad she felt about forcing this on him. He was like any other person, he deserved that respect.]
Everyone has a right to that sense of meaning, of existence. I don't wish to just walk away and discard either this memory, or the person I'm with.
[Her gaze held strong for a bit longer until she ducked her head down, both fearful of the look that would come from thinking her words were silly, or what she could feel her hands were willing her to do next.]
[A small part of her was still actively trying to lessen the damage caused, to will herself not to take it too far and make things worse. That was unlikely of course. However, she did manage to still her hands a bit on hearing his name. A soft smile formed, now more hopeful, the princess leaning in a bit to rest her head gently on his chest. Before her hands started working again on opening the trousers, she managed to keep still long enough to plant a small kiss over where she could feel his heartbeat under his clothes.]
It's still nice to meet you Mr Aether. I'm Amelia.
[It was her hope there was a way to make up for this shaky first impression, and that she could befriend the knight, or at least show how bad she felt about forcing this on him. He was like any other person, he deserved that respect.]
Everyone has a right to that sense of meaning, of existence. I don't wish to just walk away and discard either this memory, or the person I'm with.
[Her gaze held strong for a bit longer until she ducked her head down, both fearful of the look that would come from thinking her words were silly, or what she could feel her hands were willing her to do next.]
[A small part of her was still actively trying to lessen the damage caused, to will herself not to take it too far and make things worse. That was unlikely of course. However, she did manage to still her hands a bit on hearing his name. A soft smile formed, now more hopeful, the princess leaning in a bit to rest her head gently on his chest. Before her hands started working again on opening the trousers, she managed to keep still long enough to plant a small kiss over where she could feel his heartbeat under his clothes.]
It's still nice to meet you Mr Aether. I'm Amelia.
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