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.

of the pool before being pressed down into a seated position. He

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

tip of his rod suddenly press against soft flesh that separated out

calling just a hand the best feeling was nothing more than pure ignorance. If

that

like this, he didn't need to guess what this feeling was. Even as a virgin, he

she looked down as though fiddling with something. Her movements were awkward and erratic, her every action

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

gaze vanishing. That uncomfortable feeling at the back of his head, that very thing he had ignored until now

of this felt wrong.

"AINA!"

even the waters parted beneath Leonel's shout. Violent

hair that covered Aina's face parted beneath the forcefulness of Leonel's shout. For the first time since they entered this pool together, Leonel

down her cheeks, her eyes swollen with

like such a

even down to trying to wash his back as well… Were those really things

a pecking chicken, following along as though he could no longer think with his head. Because he wanted it so much for it to be her words, her feelings, he ignored everything else and went with

"Aina…"

face,

away as fast as

I'm sorry…" Aina