Dimensional Descent

Aina sunk her fingers into the heavy threads of Leonel's hair. She had never experienced such an intoxicating feeling before.

When Leonel shamelessly stole her first kiss, her heart had fluttered and her mind had grown foggy. But, that moment had been filled with innocence and purity. It was the kind of memory that filled one with sweetness.

But at this moment, Aina didn't feel sweetness. She felt heat, as though her entire body was burning up from the inside out. However, rather than wanting to separate from Leonel, she only wanted to get closer.

Leonel could feel the same heat. And maybe, in someway, it was even more potent for him.

Aina might have been petite, but her chest had volume that left him at a loss for words. Her face might have been scarred, but he couldn't find a single other flaw on her body. Everything from her touch, to her breath, to the silky smoothness of her skin left him in a daze.

Leonel's hands slipped down from her waist, grasping the underside of Aina's thighs and lifting her up.

Aina gasped slightly from the sudden change, subconsciously causing her arms and legs to wrap around Leonel tighter. With the strength she used, maybe if it wasn't for the fact Leonel had a Metal Body, his bones would have been crushed.

Being risen into the sky, Aina felt one part helpless and another part elated. She loved the feeling of Leonel sweeping her off her feet, the feeling of him bearing her weight in his strong arms.

Leonel gently placed Aina down at the side of the pool. From this position, all he could imagine was thrusting into her with all his might. The instinct was so potent that his body trembled, his cock pulsing as though a beast struggling against its chain.

her below. Her mind was somewhat hazy, feeling just as intoxicated as Leonel's own. She could feel a wetness spreading that

him to do as he pleased. It was a completely different feeling from before.

ready yet. It wasn't because she didn't trust Leonel, nor was it because she didn't have feelings for him. She just felt that things were moving

held onto her hips. Her thighs

a hand down from Leonel's face and began to slowly stroke him,

breathing hitched, his gaze carrying a tinge of red as it locked onto Aina's. He could see the affection within those amber irises. Though her movements were slightly awkward and unrefined, just the fact she was willing to try

at me." Aina said softly,

Leonel's lower region wasn't cleaned was the same way she knew that men were visual creatures. Even if she

Aina's gaze and traveling downward. The feeling of her hand slowly moving up and

subconsciously avoiding looking at Aina's body. It was one part due to respect and another part due to him not wanting her to think he hated the sight of her face. But, hearing her ask him to do it

around his hips. Their foreheads were lightly pressed against one another, giving Leonel a vantage point that almost

never slowing. She invited him to gaze at her

the bathhouse and the shadow of his head. With Aina's every breath, her abs constricted, showing off the faint outline of a powerful physique. Leonel felt as though he could watch her

Move my

Leonel gulped.

blocking much of the view of her chest.

a hand up, sliding it

skin only making her more alluring. Leonel could see the rapid beating of her heart through