✔️|Volturi (The Three Kings L.S) (COMPLETED)

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Attarah walked up the stairs with a heavy head, fatigue running in her veins as she forced her body all the way up to the penthouse apartment room. It had been a very very long day for a human. It had been her most unusual day thus far but she somewhat loved it no matter what. Entering the bedroom, she found the large bed beautifully made , before it had been decorated with millions of cushions and layers but it had been stripped down to a comfortable level and was now ready to be slept in.

Also found on the bed, laid out beautifully was a set of pyjamas which consisted of cotton shorts and a long sleeved white t-shirt. She assumed it was the doing of Miranda until she heard the sound of run high water. Heading toward the adjacent bathroom, she came eye to eye with a beautiful Caius Volturi in all his glory.

"...hi" she squeeked, his shirt was open and her body became alight with new sensations as she swallowed, eyes widening considerably. Caius chuckles as a Cheshire grin split across his lips.

He sauntered forwards and Attarah stumbled back until she flopped onto the bed. He smoothly slid on top of her, catching his own weight as he looked down at her.

"Hey" he chuckled in return and pressed his lips to hers, he quickly deepened the kiss, eagerly. He was the first to pull back. "I made you a bath" he whispered against her lips and she frowned as he stood and grabbed her hand, effortlessly bringing her to stand.

Caius guided his future queen through into the marble bathroom where a beautiful square bathtub was located, luscious scents and foaming bubbles appeared and Attarah watch brilliant rose petals flutter in the clear water.

"I'll be waiting for you outside" he informed, giving her privacy as he pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder" then her neck and finally her cheek. Taking her chin in his hand, he turned her pressed his lips onto hers. Smiling, he wondered away and left her in a daze.

Floundering like a newborn, Attarah eventually got her bearings together and began to undress, the door safely closed. Wondering to the side, she found her washbag (carefully packed by Miranda). After sifting through items, she located her razor, carefully packaged for her safety and shaving foam. With a smile, she headed to bathe.

Placing one leg into the bath hesitantly, she smiled as warmth spread throughout her. It was the perfect temperature and she quickly slid in, the water sloshing as it settled around her, the satin smooth consistency sliding against her body and she melted into the warmth.

After showering all the essential body parts and shaving those required. She leant her head back, rose petals floating around to cover her nudity as her eyes drooped to a close. With eyes closed, she relaxed.

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As the water finally began to turn cold, Attarah sighed and stood, water dripping as she shivered slightly despite the hot climate. Safely on the bathmatt, she wrapped her body in a thick grey towel provided and searched for clothes which she presumed Caius provided.

Eventually her eyes spotted the clothing on the side and they wind ends considerably. Before her was a silky robe, it was thin and extravagant yet nearly entirely sheer with only patches of lace to cover her. 

Hopelessly glancing around, Attarah found that the sheer robe was her only option unless she wanted to redress in sweaty clothing or saunter around in a towel.

The robe was long sleeved and fell to the floor, it would be almost modest had it not been for the material. Exhausting all other options, Attarah slid her arms into the robe and fastened it tightly with the ribbon.

Opening the door, he peeked out to see Caius sat on the bed wearing what she'd left him in, she childishly wished he has gone. She was out of her element in that situation yet it felt so right in her mind. Whatever it was that was about to happen...it was supposed to happen now, with him. She wanted it.

With a final breath, Attarah stepped out from behind the door...