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, shimmering with a slight pink hue beneath the dim lights of Leonel's

causing her back to arch slightly under the novel stimulation. She was caught off guard, even to the point

her chest and played with

upward, making contact with Leonel's shaft. It was only for a brief moment, but she

in a sharp

to touch odd places around her body. Her love handles, her belly button, she even felt him gently rub her earlobe while caressing her cheek. But, lost in

rose, his lips planting on Aina's

after so long, Aina greedily nibbled at Leonel's lips, loving the feeling of his large hand gently rolling her breast in

of arousal… change in breathing rhythm, increased perspiration,

trailing down her toned belly and toward her skin tight, black panties. He

haziness. The beautiful, steamy picture of nature's perfection below almost made Leonel lose track of his focus, but he

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

patch of black hair hovering above two gently folded lips. An enticing pinkness plucked at the strings of the mind, a fresh

Aina's arousal. He noted down his ever action and her every reaction, stringing together a list of

trailed down Aina's body, his tongue testing the

that Aina seemed to realize what was happening, causing

senses immediately

'Arousal plummeting…'

He began to kiss the sensitive skin just below Aina's

way to a breath of relief, which shifted to a hint of disappointment, which soon gave way to pleasure. Her hands drifted to the back of

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

Neck, collarbone,

forcefulness is appreciated… Butt, hips, thighs,

where softness is the best approach… Kissing, earlobes,

attacks… Neck