The Maid and Her Lady Knight Part 13
When the day had come and I shared a dinner with Miranda and her daughters it felt strange. They were very interested in me and asked a whole bunch of questions like “how did you get to know our mother?” and so on. Always keeping a close eye on Miranda's posture I knew what answers were to be given.
Later that evening when the twins had gone to bed we sat at the fireplace of her house, after a tour through this enormous space.
“You are good at reading me. Why is that so?”
She studied my face and I felt blushing.
“Maybe some do not look close enough if they can not read you?”
Miranda leaned closer to me “What do you see now?”
“You want something. Your eyes are unstable. Your fingers are twitching but you are uncertain if you are permitted to have it.”
Oh how my voice shook. All I wanted to do was close my eyes and vanish into the floor, so afraid of having said something wrong. But I looked right back at her and kept the eye contact.
This forced braveness must have triggered her next move because she shut her eyes and kissed me.
Desperately, firmly, her hands cupped my face when she felt me kissing her back. Through her body ran a shiver and I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close, reassuring Miranda that she shouldn't be afraid.
Suddenly we heard giggling.
“See I told you they aren't just friends.”
My heart jumped into my pants and we both pulled away from the kiss. Staring into the direction of the voices.
“Gi..girls?” Miranda stammered and the steps that had lazily gone up the staircase now went rapid. Fleeing but not with Miranda. She got up and hurried after them.
While she ordered them back down I stared up in the air, praying that we didn't unleash hell. If the twins would detest what they had obviously witnessed I would have to leave the paradise I just encountered to never return.
Later that evening when the twins had gone to bed we sat at the fireplace of her house, after a tour through this enormous space.
“You are good at reading me. Why is that so?”
She studied my face and I felt blushing.
“Maybe some do not look close enough if they can not read you?”
Miranda leaned closer to me “What do you see now?”
“You want something. Your eyes are unstable. Your fingers are twitching but you are uncertain if you are permitted to have it.”
Oh how my voice shook. All I wanted to do was close my eyes and vanish into the floor, so afraid of having said something wrong. But I looked right back at her and kept the eye contact.
This forced braveness must have triggered her next move because she shut her eyes and kissed me.
Desperately, firmly, her hands cupped my face when she felt me kissing her back. Through her body ran a shiver and I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close, reassuring Miranda that she shouldn't be afraid.
Suddenly we heard giggling.
“See I told you they aren't just friends.”
My heart jumped into my pants and we both pulled away from the kiss. Staring into the direction of the voices.
“Gi..girls?” Miranda stammered and the steps that had lazily gone up the staircase now went rapid. Fleeing but not with Miranda. She got up and hurried after them.
While she ordered them back down I stared up in the air, praying that we didn't unleash hell. If the twins would detest what they had obviously witnessed I would have to leave the paradise I just encountered to never return.