Aliste asked as he supported Delita's waist.
Panting heavily, Delita leaned into Aliste and muttered, "Idiot…" before kissing him again, this time biting at his lips.
When the kiss ended, he whispered, "Aliste… let's go back to the room…? Take care of my back, too…"
"Yeah… let's finish this in bed. I'm at my limit too…"
The two embraced a moment longer, straightened their clothes, and left the library.
Rafayel had witnessed everything.
He sat down in the shadow of a bookshelf, stunned.
Whoa—I just saw that happen live! What do I do!? What I've been looking for… it was right here!
He crouched for a while, mentally replaying the scene.
I'll never forget this! That was a once-in-a-lifetime moment! Gotta burn it into my memory!
Once Rafayel calmed down, he moved to leave the library—but the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hall.
He darted back inside and pressed himself against the door to listen.
What's going on…? It was quiet a moment ago…
