(Part: 8A) {Sidnaaz} Master And His Princess

Part: 8 Her Master is nothing without his Princess

I’m gazing at my Princess from a few minutes who is sitting at the last desk of the classroom. Today she’s wearing my simple black t-shirt tucked in the white jeans. She only wants to wear my clothes.

Today morning I came into the room after preparing the breakfast for us. I raised my brows in surprise when I saw her all ready for the college in my t-shirt. She strolled towards me, smiling at me.

“How I’m looking, Master?” She asked, encircling her arms around my neck.

I grasped her waist and yanked her to myself, gazing in her eyes. “My clothes suit you a lot. You should wear them more often.” I uttered.

“I only like to wear your clothes because I want to feel your touch around my body for twenty-four hours.” She whispered against my lips before taking my lips in her mouth. She kissed me hungrily, clenching my hair. I responded her back with the equal flavour, gripping her waist tighter and grinding myself against her.

“And what I should do if I want to feel you around me?” I asked, raising my brows as we broke the kiss.

“You just keep me around yourself.” She breathed and pecked my lips.

I smiled recalling about her morning conversation. I’ve given some work to the whole class which she’s also doing. I’m standing leaning against the table in front of the class, my arms are kept on the table. She’s so gorgeous and beautiful. I can stare at her all the time.

A few hair strands are coming in front her eyes which she tucked them behind her ear and swept her eyes at me, her cheeks became red and lips curved into a pretty smile as she saw me gazing at her. She picked up her phone from the table and started typing something. Maybe sending the message to me.

She looked up at me, smiling and then only my phone vibrated in my hand. I moved my eyes from her to my phone. I smiled, seeing her message. I hurriedly opened it.

My Princess: You know, I love it a lot when you stare at me like this in front of the whole classroom without caring that what they will think about you. This makes me feel special

My smile grew bigger after reading her message. I looked at her before replying her back.

Me: Princess, you’ve only taught me that we shouldn’t think that what others think about us, it is not our business, and I love to gaze at you because you’re so beautiful.

She smiled at me after reading the message.

My Princess: I’m really happy to see you so carefree. Be like this always.

Me: Until you’re with me, I’ve no tension about anything, but I’m just afraid to lose you.

I’m not afraid of dying, but I’m afraid of losing her. She’s the only reason that I’m breathing today. Without my Princess, I’m nothing. Her Master is nothing without his Princess.

My Princess: Don’t think about it. You know even death can’t separate us because our hearts are connected to each other. No power in this world can separate us. They can only separate us physically.

Me: I love you, Princess.

My Princess: I love you more, my hottie professor.

We looked at each other intensely and kissed each other souls through our eyes. Then the bell rang.

She pouted sadly and typed the message.

My Princess: I’ll miss you.

Me: We’ll meet in the break.

Then we met in the break time and had lunch in the canteen.


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