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.

Leonel's own. She could feel a wetness spreading that had little to

she wanted him to do as he pleased. It was a completely different feeling from before. Whereas previously she felt like she had

because she didn't have feelings for him. She just felt that

his. Her hands held onto his cheeks as he held onto her hips. Her thighs trembled against Leonel's sides when she felt his heated shaft pressing

hand down from Leonel's face and began to

tinge of red as it locked onto Aina's. He could see the affection within those amber irises.

said softly,

the human body and its psychology than most. The same way she knew that it would be dangerous if Leonel's lower region wasn't cleaned was the same way she knew that men were visual creatures. Even

quickened, his eyes hesitating somewhat before leaving Aina's gaze and traveling downward. The feeling of her hand

he had been 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

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

leaned back slightly, her hand motions never slowing. She invited him to gaze at her body,

Leonel saw was Aina's toned belly, glistening with wetness. With her half seated position, it flexed beneath the lights of 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

my hair."

Leonel gulped.

the view of her chest. All

hand up, sliding it underneath Aina's hair from her

could see the rapid beating of