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.

delicate orbs rebounded healthily,

arch slightly under the novel stimulation. She was caught off guard, even to the point of forgetting that

caressed her chest and

a brief moment, but

took in a

even felt him gently rub her earlobe while caressing her cheek. But, lost in allowing Leonel to do with her body as

lips

though finally getting a taste of water after so long, Aina greedily nibbled at Leonel's lips, loving the feeling of his large hand gently

breathing rhythm, increased perspiration, goosebumps,

toward her skin tight, black panties. He slipped a finger beneath their

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

the Dream Sculpt of Aina had already changed in his mind. It was

strings of the mind, a fresh fragrance tickling the nose and making one feel

his Dreamscape of cues for Aina's arousal. He noted down his ever action and her every reaction, stringing together

Aina's body, his tongue testing the curves of

his nose grazed past a patch of hair below. It was only then that Aina seemed to realize what was happening, causing a slight panic to

immediately

'Arousal plummeting…'

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

way to a breath of relief, which shifted to a hint of disappointment, which soon gave way to pleasure.

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

regions… Neck, collarbone,

where forcefulness is appreciated…

softness is the best approach… Kissing, earlobes,

attacks… Neck and