Dimensional Descent

Aina felt that Leonel's reaction was a bit weird.

In truth, she had two favorite types of underwear. The first were loose boxers and the second were these skin tight plain panties. The latter allowed more freedom of movement but was less comfortable, while the former was far more comfortable to wear.

This time, she purposely chose to wear the second not just for her training, but because she thought they were more flattering to her figure. As expected, her heart rushed with excitement when she saw Leonel's reaction.

That said, she had also expected Leonel to practically lose control when he saw them as well. She was looking forward to seeing him react like this. Much like Leonel wanted to see her in throes of pleasure, how could she not also feel the same way?

In Aina's mind, during their moments of intimacy, she only cared about Leonel. He did so much for her, wasn't it her duty as a girlfriend to help him in this regard? It was also a bonus that she quite liked doing it too.

Since that first time in the pool, her and Leonel had had this dance more than a few times and she found it just as pleasurable every time. In fact, she faintly anticipated these moments…

What she didn't know was that a building determination had been rising in Leonel's heart all along.

'Take it slow.' Leonel's mind reached a state of calm. He kept his eyes closed, not wanting Aina to see the sharpness hidden within them.

'Dream Sculpt. Dreamscape.'

Aina's body in every perfect proportion was reflected in Leonel's mind. Her every bead of sweat, the precise shade of her flushed skin, and every curve of her body was being updated in real time.

'Beginning the analysis on partially nude form…'

Aina couldn't tell that anything was wrong. Leonel had already split one of his minds to focus on her entirely. He kissed her just as patiently and reacted just as passionately to the movement of her hands along the outline of his cock.

And that was when his hands and lips began to move.

down Aina's chest band, revealing the bounce of her breasts. The two delicate orbs rebounded healthily, shimmering with a slight pink hue beneath the dim lights of

blushed, but was quickly distracted by Leonel's caring touch. His lips dotted across her body, causing her back to arch slightly under the

hands caressed her chest and played with her protruding pink

brief moment, but she felt as though a sharp

took in a

her earlobe while caressing her cheek. But, lost in allowing Leonel to do with her body

rose, his lips planting

so long, Aina greedily nibbled at Leonel's lips, loving

in breathing rhythm, increased perspiration,

skin

her hips, seemingly forgetting her embarrassment in her haziness. The beautiful, steamy picture of nature's perfection below almost made Leonel lose track of his focus, but he immediately split the stimuli between his more than 20 minds,

eyes closed, though, the Dream Sculpt of Aina had already changed in his mind. It was truly

black hair hovering above two gently folded lips. An enticing pinkness plucked at the strings of the mind, a fresh fragrance tickling the nose and making one

build his Dreamscape of cues for Aina's arousal. He noted down his ever action and her

his tongue testing the curves of her breasts and the sensitivity

past a patch of hair below. It was only then that Aina seemed to

senses immediately caught

'Arousal plummeting…'

immediately, his head raising back up. He began to kiss the sensitive skin just below Aina's belly

anxiety seemed to give way to a breath of relief, which shifted to a hint of disappointment, which soon gave way to pleasure. Her hands drifted to

became slow and deliberate. He reacted to Aina's wants instantly, building a more and

collarbone, lower

is appreciated…

where softness is the best approach… Kissing, earlobes,

combination attacks… Neck and