"Jungkook, it's so beautiful!" in love and lost, that's me. The way the billowing short sleeves of her dress draped over her delicate shoulders, the cleavage stretched over her juicy high, rapidly rising breasts, the slim waist, the barely hinted loose garment, the skirt wrapping around her snowy smooth thighs, her so slender long legs that made me imagine running my fingers over them and kissing them while they were on my shoulders and I fucked her slowly and deeply.

Her lips, now formed into an unearthly magnetic smile, directed at the sight around, those lips that haunt me and are capable of making me fall to my knees and bow to the gentle unconditional power with which she made me do everything so atypical for me, those eyes that captivated the world and my soul, that made my heart want to tear the chains from my chest and bleed at her feet, proving to her that there never was and never will be another mistress.

The happiness that shone in her eyes at the sight was so cruel, it tears me apart, makes me feel like I could carry the whole planet on my shoulders. She makes me strong, complete, whole. I'm capable of anything, at least that's the feeling when she's with me, I don't know how else to describe it. Everything I've done until now, everything I was, my past, with her I forgot everything, she was the light that held my hand, leading me to my future and, my God, I can taste the joy of having her.

Athena was amazed at the sight. The small clearing was surrounded by trees and bushes, and in front of it was a lake. The atmosphere provided privacy, giving them the opportunity to be alone, but at the same time security. The grass, so green in late spring, was covered with white daisies ,dandelions and violets, which shone in the full moon, reflected in the still calm surface of the little lake, behind which were visible mountain peaks, still covered with snow caps.

In the middle of the clearing, in a circle lit by the moonlight, was a blanket with a picnic basket in one corner. She turned and looked at him, leaning against the car, hands on his chest and ankles crossed, he was just looking at her, smiling slightly, his dark eyes piercing her soul, making everything inside her burn, screaming for his attention, for this tenderness , written on his face, which she only saw when they were alone.

Here and now, they were not the fiery Guardian and her Knight, here they were only Jungkook and Athena, a young man and woman who wanted to get to know each other, to try to strengthen their relationship, to find out exactly what was between them, what they felt to the other. Here and now, they simply wanted to separate themselves from the world, from their obligations, from the chains, to feel whether what was emerging between them was real or dictated by someone else's hand that was trying to play with their lives.

Athena doubted that anyone had ever seen this side of Jungkook. Tender, romantic, devoted, this Jungkook who touched her like she was precious porcelain, those strong veined hands that skillfully twirled a sword and shot accurately, as if a lifetime of just that they had done, those long strong fingers, touching her body with the tenderness of butterfly wings. That smile, the calmness and softness of his gaze, the attention he paid to everything she told him and shared, it was all that the world was forbidden to see, that was hidden behind the facade of the strong, brave and arrogant Knight .

This Jungkook, he made her feel brave and strong, made her believe in the impossible, in anything she wanted, gave her the confidence she needed to feel free around him, to do things she never thought she would might be able to do. This Jungkook, he held her world in his hands, ruled over it like a king, sitting on the throne she elevated him to, unable to resist his charm and the feelings he evoked in her.

In such a short time, he had become her strength and weakness, her dreams and nightmares, all her desires revolved around him, every step forward she took, every demon she overcame, it was all because of him, to become the woman worthy to stand side by side with Jungkook. He was the reason she accepted herself as she was, the reason she began to value herself, wanted to show her strength and what she was capable of, just because of him.

And if this is the feeling of finding your soulmate, of finding the person capable of making you feel what real love and care is, then Athena wanted to fight for it, if necessary, until the end of her life. And now, with him standing across from her, so strong, so confident, so handsome and masculine, Athena was willing to overcome all her demons and fears, turn her back on a lifetime in the shadows, just to become everything he wanted her to be.And she was going to start the change now.

"Do you like it?" Jungkook asked and she stepped towards him. He raised an eyebrow at the confidence written on her face, almost falling to his knees at the warm gentle smile that lit her eyes. With each step she took toward him, her movements became faster and more purposeful, until finally her body slammed into his, her breasts against his, her hips between his, her arms around his neck, his on her waist and her lips on his, moving demandingly, possessively, hungrily.

Jungkook spun around and slammed her back into the car. This kiss was different, it was real, it was the kiss she gave herself to him with, the kiss that told him she was ready to be his. It was the kiss of a woman who accepts and bows before a man, this kiss was the first SHE initiated, which gave him the right to call her his not only in his thoughts but to the world, which gave him the position of partner in her life. He was no longer just her knight, he was everything to her, what she had become everything to him from the moment he kissed her for the first time.

That kiss, that moment, that was the beginning for Them, it wasn't just Jungkook anymore, it wasn't just Athena, their souls, hearts and lives intertwined in a common thread. The laws of their world would make everything in them strive and match everything in the other, it would make them go towards each other no matter what, they were already one and if anyone or anything tried to change that, then they would meet the fury of both.

Jungkook pulled back, hands still on her hips, her legs wedged between his, her lips swollen from the force with which he had answered her. He cupped her face and rested his forehead against hers, breathing heavily, eyes closed, feeling her breath against his, her body shaking, her fingers gripping the hair on his neck. "If anyone else ever touches you, if they look at you, if they even think they can lay their hands on anything that's mine, God and the universe help them, because I'm going to kill them" he pecked her lips softly and looked. "You are mine, little spark!" Jungkook growled against her smile before taking her hand and leading her to the blanket.