Dimensional Descent

Leonel froze, his entire body tensing. He felt a hand grab onto him below, but he didn't even have the courage to look down.

"Aina…?"

Leonel's voice came out exceptionally hoarse. It bordered on the growl of a beast, just the sound alone made Aina shudder, her hold on Leonel's waist becoming tighter.

Leonel tried to pull away, but Aina's strength was far beyond his own. One of her arms wrapped around his waist like a vice grip while the other reached out a hand and found a place on his heated shaft.

The temperature of Leonel's body seemed to skyrocket, a fog beginning to emit from his reddening skin.

Compared to the grip around his waist, her hand was exceptionally gentle. Though she hardly moved, it made Leonel's knees weak. He didn't think that there could be such a marvelous feeling in the world. But, something was eating at the back of his mind.

Unfortunately, he didn't get the chance to think about it.

Leonel felt his body being pushed forward. Before he could realize what was happening, he found himself at the edge of the pool and being spun around.

At this point, he truly wanted to shed tears. Why did he feel more like a rag doll than a man? How was she so much stronger than him?

Leonel's Metal Body had entered the Perfection Realm now thanks to the Urbe Essence he found within Camelot's vaults. Soon afterward, his body naturally progressed to the Fourth Dimension. Yet, he was still so much weaker than Aina.

Of course, this was likely because Metal Body focused more on defense rather than strength and it could only exhibit a portion of its ability without Leonel activating his Runes. But, it was still a shocking feat nonetheless.

the side of the pool before being pressed down into

of him, Leonel couldn't resist even if he wanted to. But, he panicked when he realized what Aina

the tip of his rod suddenly press against soft

he realized that calling just a hand the best feeling was nothing more than pure ignorance. If there was anything that could possibly feel better than this, it must

feeling that made

him like this, he didn't need to guess what this feeling

see was a wall of wet hair blocking Aina's face as she looked down as though fiddling with something. Her movements were awkward and erratic, her every action carrying a clearly discernible trembling. She had gone from a highly coordinated athlete to what looked like a person who couldn't

she was suffering through. But, a barrier seemed to stop her from going any further. So, she tried harder, trying to force her body down. As she

feeling at the back of his head, that very thing he had ignored until now came bubbling

wrong. No, it

"AINA!"

to tremble, even the waters parted beneath Leonel's shout. Violent ripples spread, sending a

hair that covered Aina's face parted beneath the forcefulness of Leonel's shout. For the first time since

down her cheeks, her eyes swollen with

felt like

her back, to remove the light curtain, even down to

following along as though he could no longer think with his head. Because he wanted it so much for it to be

"Aina…"

grasped Aina's face, his

wiping her tears away as fast as she

sorry, I'm sorry…"