BXBX NOVEL Chapter 511 - Talking Bodies
Chapter 511 - Talking Bodies
New Chapter for the Highest Tier (May 2021)
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Archdemon Empress Luna
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Luna\'s peers wore ornate necklaces, earrings and bracelets and pieces of jewelry.
Still, she only wore Apollyon\'s gift to her—the red teardrop-shaped necklace given to her by her husband, claiming that it was passed down to all the women in his family\'s ancestral line as a precious heirloom.
It was too stuffy in the Great Hall despite all the glass doors in the terraces were open, overlooking the enchanting Hedge Maze Garden.
It was nice to see the growing shrubs along with their gorgeous flowers on the boundaries, which, Luna realized later on, formed an intricate keyhole as they strolled across the terrace for a bit, away from the hawk-like gazes of the Summer Faeries.
Finally, Luna calmed down and got a hold of herself, breathing evenly.
Goddess, her husband, was temptation incarnate.
How can he steal her breath away with just one look?
Clearing her throat, she admitted,? "About earlier. Thanks for reminding me about the game, beloved."
It wouldn\'t be fun if she lost that early just because she forgot.
Frowning, Apollyon\'s hand on her waist sneakily shifted to the curve of her butt. "In that case, I shouldn\'t have reminded? you."
Luna snorted as she grasped his naughty hand and settled it back to her waist. "I know for sure you will grab any opportunity to throw the rules at my face."
"Fuck rules."
"No, Apollyon." Luna tried to hold back her laughter as she kept her face blank. "I would rather fuck you--" She trailed off for a few seconds to be dramatic. "—perhaps, on the next century."
Apollyon\'s brows knitted into a scowl as his hand gripped her lush curves.
"Don\'t joke around." He was pissed off. "That is not a laughing matter."
Luna\'s lips pressed into a tight line as she fought the urge to giggle.
It must have hit him close to home.
"Oh? Try me, beloved." Luna turned to face him, and Apollyon quickly settled his hands on each side of her hips. "I will make? you mad with lust. I will be as bad as I can. Call me, Bad Luna."
He blinked at her sudden shift, breathless and caught off guard.
Nostrils flaring, his blue eyes lingered on her face.
There was a hint of red in the sharp angle of his cheekbones when Luna whispered while she caressed his broad chest.
"Bad Luna, huh?" Apollyon\'s intense gaze made it seem like he was ready to pounce her, but he ruined the atmosphere by the mere utterance of, "You must? be bad at seducing me."
He wasn\'t playing along now.
How stubborn!
"Scratch that." She gritted her teeth in ire as she squinted at him. "Call me, \'naughty girl\', instead."
Apollyon shrugged, yet, his pupils were dilated when Luna licked her lips, bringing attention to her mouth. "You will just have to play this game better, then."
Luna slowly caressed her palms on her chest upwards, placing them on his shoulder.
"I will only play with your…." Luna said in a slow, breathy moan as she watched Apollyon\'s reaction. "-- body if you would allow me to."
She swore she had seen his eyes went huge for a fraction of a second.
Apollyon raised a hand to slowly rub against his face as if he was curbing a wicked grin before running the same hand through his silky, raven locks.
Panicking, Luna flushed pink, immediately burying her face in his chest from embarrassment.
It was either that or scream for eight hours on the terrace.
\'Why was she being self-conscious now?\' Luna muttered to herself.
Her fingers clutched his tunic even more.
The bastard was clearly amused because his tight-lipped smile was too big, and the corner of his eyes crinkled.
Was he laughing at her poor attempts to seduce him, or was she exaggerating too much?
\'Oh goddess!\' Luna swallowed hard. \'What the fuck was she telling him and where did this lines come from?\'
She might regret this if Apollyon might make fun of her because he found her strange and disgusting for trying too hard.
She can\'t take it if that\'s what he thought.
"We should go inside and dance with the other guests so we don\'t come off as rude."
Luna released Apollyon, turned her back on him and returned to the ballroom whether she would follow her or not.
The Ball Room was encompassed with twelve pale yellow columns as the arched ceiling was decorated with intricate golden patterns while the floors were made out of marble.
The walls were lined with heavenly mosaics of conquerors and victors.
Windows were made out of stained glass, while the draperies and curtains were adorned with jewelry and burnished corners.
There were two imposing golden thrones—which must be for the Summer King and Queen--which sat beneath the canopy as four comfortable seats which were plainer compared to the royal seats were settled close to the ruling Monarchs.
All the seats were covered in texture and layered etchings.
The cushions and the comfortable pillows were adorned with embellished quilting.
Luna thought that the aristocrats who attended this celebration must be expecting an audience with King Oberon and Queen Titania.
They were also told that the ornate balconies overlooking the entire Hall were reserved for those people of Higher standing.
Some of the Faeries found their place in the brightly decorated marble benches—all of which were line perfectly symmetrical while the rest were starting to dance when the jester started to perform his music.
Luna and Apollyon began to dance together, and her cheeks began to warm every time her husband caressed her here and there, which made her soul ignite and sparkle bright.
He was adamant about seducing her.
It happened so spontaneously, and his? clever husband would find a way to make her mad with lust.
She would not let herself give in.
It was part of the game.
From this moment, Luna wouldn\'t talk to him.
This was her strategy.
She would let her body do all the talking.