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Captured in a gaze,
My mind in a haze,
Locked inside this never ending maze
Ahh, there she was again. Francis sighed as he gazed at her longingly. It should be a sin to be as beautiful as she was... to make men have such lustful thoughts.
Acting like it's fake,
Yet only tempting fate,
These desires I know that can not wait
But she was so innocent; he couldn't bring himself to be seductive the way he normally was. Those other girls meant nothing to him anyway, he always imagined her in their place. That was the only way he could enjoy it.
Burning inside
This pitiful heart
There is a wish
That tears me apart
So he tried to charm her, desperately trying to win her over. But he was growing impatient.
Ev-er-y word that I say
To steal you away
So he secretly began plotting, thinking of a way he could make her his. Then it hit him; the perfect trap...
All he had to do was set it.
Fall into my hands and meet every demand
And then, capture this heart again
Everything behind a truth I had confined
Inside, with no place to hide
He invited her over with the intention of treating her to dinner. Well, that's what she thought anyway. God bless her; she was so naive
Simple-minded words
For you, I uttered
And your guard of choice, you would desert
In an attempt to cover his ass (for the time being), he engaged her in normal conversation; as if he hadn't slipped a little something into her drink. Cantarella, they called it.
Even if it were
A poison most impure,
You'd have taken all without a word
He'd done a lot of research on certain poisons before settling on Cantarella. Obviously he didn't want to kill the girl, just have his way with her. Part of him hoped she'd wake up during it; and that she'd end up loving it...
She was getting woozy.
You can't escape
Inevitable fate
You've been consumed
By my simple game
Still trying to play innocent was becoming increasingly difficult for Francis. Finally, after all these years of pent up sexual tension, he'd have her... He could feel himself getting excited.
Everything fading away
The next act of the play!
She finally gave into the poison; eyes fluttering close, her body fell limp to the floor. Or it would've, had he not caught her.
We can always find a new place to reside
And then, echo away the time
Stalled before the end, our scent began to blend
And I had been taken again
Francis's whole body tingled with excitement as he carried her to his bedroom. His heart pounded in his chest, his vision blurred, and he felt... hot.
He placed her gently on the bed, stroking her face lovingly. God, she was gorgeous. Like a goddess. Even when they were kids, she was so lovely.
When they were kids...
Suddenly, all these memories came flooding back to him. The memories of how his love - and I do mean love, not the lust he was presently feeling - came to be. Her caring smile, the way she treated him with the upmost kindness, even the adorable way she was blissfully unaware of his feelings... When had his feelings become so perverse?
Fall into my hands and meet every demand
And then, capture this heart again
Tears filled his eyes and spilled onto her face. He... He couldn't do this. Not to her...
Everything behind a truth I had confined...
He didn't even notice the girl's eyes slowly open, and the all too knowledgeable smile on her face. But he definitely heard her voice:
"Make me yours."
Had made you mine!
His eyes widened in shock as he felt her push him off and straddle him, running a finger slowly up his chest and smiling at him seductively
We can always find a new place to reside
And then, echo away the time
At that, he lifted himself up, placing a hand on either side of her face. They stayed like that for a while before leaning into a kiss.
Stalled before the end, our scent began to blend
And I had been taken again
My mind in a haze,
Locked inside this never ending maze
Ahh, there she was again. Francis sighed as he gazed at her longingly. It should be a sin to be as beautiful as she was... to make men have such lustful thoughts.
Acting like it's fake,
Yet only tempting fate,
These desires I know that can not wait
But she was so innocent; he couldn't bring himself to be seductive the way he normally was. Those other girls meant nothing to him anyway, he always imagined her in their place. That was the only way he could enjoy it.
Burning inside
This pitiful heart
There is a wish
That tears me apart
So he tried to charm her, desperately trying to win her over. But he was growing impatient.
Ev-er-y word that I say
To steal you away
So he secretly began plotting, thinking of a way he could make her his. Then it hit him; the perfect trap...
All he had to do was set it.
Fall into my hands and meet every demand
And then, capture this heart again
Everything behind a truth I had confined
Inside, with no place to hide
He invited her over with the intention of treating her to dinner. Well, that's what she thought anyway. God bless her; she was so naive
Simple-minded words
For you, I uttered
And your guard of choice, you would desert
In an attempt to cover his ass (for the time being), he engaged her in normal conversation; as if he hadn't slipped a little something into her drink. Cantarella, they called it.
Even if it were
A poison most impure,
You'd have taken all without a word
He'd done a lot of research on certain poisons before settling on Cantarella. Obviously he didn't want to kill the girl, just have his way with her. Part of him hoped she'd wake up during it; and that she'd end up loving it...
She was getting woozy.
You can't escape
Inevitable fate
You've been consumed
By my simple game
Still trying to play innocent was becoming increasingly difficult for Francis. Finally, after all these years of pent up sexual tension, he'd have her... He could feel himself getting excited.
Everything fading away
The next act of the play!
She finally gave into the poison; eyes fluttering close, her body fell limp to the floor. Or it would've, had he not caught her.
We can always find a new place to reside
And then, echo away the time
Stalled before the end, our scent began to blend
And I had been taken again
Francis's whole body tingled with excitement as he carried her to his bedroom. His heart pounded in his chest, his vision blurred, and he felt... hot.
He placed her gently on the bed, stroking her face lovingly. God, she was gorgeous. Like a goddess. Even when they were kids, she was so lovely.
When they were kids...
Suddenly, all these memories came flooding back to him. The memories of how his love - and I do mean love, not the lust he was presently feeling - came to be. Her caring smile, the way she treated him with the upmost kindness, even the adorable way she was blissfully unaware of his feelings... When had his feelings become so perverse?
Fall into my hands and meet every demand
And then, capture this heart again
Tears filled his eyes and spilled onto her face. He... He couldn't do this. Not to her...
Everything behind a truth I had confined...
He didn't even notice the girl's eyes slowly open, and the all too knowledgeable smile on her face. But he definitely heard her voice:
"Make me yours."
Had made you mine!
His eyes widened in shock as he felt her push him off and straddle him, running a finger slowly up his chest and smiling at him seductively
We can always find a new place to reside
And then, echo away the time
At that, he lifted himself up, placing a hand on either side of her face. They stayed like that for a while before leaning into a kiss.
Stalled before the end, our scent began to blend
And I had been taken again
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Well, everything was distracting, really. The people with their colorful costumes and styled hair and voices, all hiding their faces with decorated white masks, making them mysterious and creepy. The gargantuan size of the room, with candelabra and chandeliers everywhere, and the large displays of dancing and food all over
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“My Lady, you called?” Francis bowed to you respectfully, keeping his bright blue eyes down.
“My kingdom is running short on funds. Announce to the people that the taxes will be raised once again,” you instructed, smoothing the front of your golden dress.
“Yes, My Lady,” Francis bowed again and exited the room swiftly.
In a matter of minutes, he had returned with a plate of brioche and a cup of tea.
You felt a big smile break out over your pale features; Francis always seemed to know exactly what would make you happy.
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With a sigh, you leaned back and re-read everything you'd just typed. Which you were damn proud of, by the way. You weren't finished just yet, but this burst of intelligence had set you on a roll and you weren't stopping anytime soon. Although you hated writing essays, you couldn't complain ab
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Oh look, I made a serious France reader.
You guys, he's not a rapist. That's why I made this.
I used an English dub of the song, alright? [link] it can be found here
You guys, he's not a rapist. That's why I made this.
I used an English dub of the song, alright? [link] it can be found here
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Kya! This is amazing Senpai! I love how you captured Francis's real character!