[She doesn't really know the difference. Elias isn't wrong in that assumption, especially considering her brush with human nobility had been in the form of the Romanovs. She's well versed in how to play the part of a little princess but a Queen? She hasn't a clue, even if it's a title she's eager to throw around and flaunt.
As he slides his finger deeper inside she remains still, relaxing as he kisses down her jaw. He's being so tender with her, so gentle and attentive. It's nice really, to feel so adored. Is what Elias feels for her actual adoration? Probably not...she's at least aware of that. Even so, attention is attention, and she's so desperate for it that she's ready to make convenient excuses if need be to feel as if she matters.]
It should be special.
[Because she's special. She's unique. Well, sort of. Being a twin means that uniqueness is halved, does it not?]
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As he slides his finger deeper inside she remains still, relaxing as he kisses down her jaw. He's being so tender with her, so gentle and attentive. It's nice really, to feel so adored. Is what Elias feels for her actual adoration? Probably not...she's at least aware of that. Even so, attention is attention, and she's so desperate for it that she's ready to make convenient excuses if need be to feel as if she matters.]
It should be special.
[Because she's special. She's unique. Well, sort of. Being a twin means that uniqueness is halved, does it not?]