Rena sat astride him, her breath unsteady, her golden eyes wide with a mix of shock and growing desire. Her crimson hair, now nearly dry, cascaded down her back like a river of silk, brushing over Jin's exposed chest.
The room still held the heat of her earlier outburst. The air was thick — not just from mana, but from something unspoken between them.
Jin lay beneath her, propped up on his elbows, watching her with that ever-present smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. His crimson eyes, though playful, were now darker… heavier.
His voice dropped, low and teasing. "You don't seem so innocent anymore, Lady Rena."
She swallowed hard.
Her body was trembling, but not from fear.
His hands moved to her hips, resting there with a casual confidence that made her heart stutter. He tilted his head, letting his eyes travel across her bare skin.
"You've grown," he said, voice soft now. "So much fire in that body of yours."
Rena leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. "Then why don't you burn with me?"
That was all the invitation he needed.
In one smooth motion, Jin sat up, bringing her closer. His hands slid up her back, warm and firm, fingers memorizing every inch of her. His mouth found the curve of her neck, brushing against it slowly, then with more purpose. His breath was hot against her skin, and Rina could feel her heart pounding in her throat.
Her hands gripped his shirt, tugging it off completely. The garment fell somewhere behind them, forgotten.
Her fingers traced the lines of his chest — smooth, pale, powerful. He wasn't bulky, but lean and strong, like a predator built for elegance and control. She let her hands rest against the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
Then his hands moved.
They traveled upward, caressing her sides, until his thumbs brushed against the sensitive curve of her chest. She gasped.
"You're sensitive," he whispered, clearly enjoying the discovery.
She tried to speak, but her breath caught as his fingers gently cupped her, teasing the soft skin with maddening patience.
One hand slid lower while the other moved higher, fingers brushing against the delicate tip.
Rena inhaled sharply, her body reacting faster than her mind could follow.
He leaned in again, his tongue flicking against her skin — light, testing. Then his mouth closed over her, warm and slow, lips moving in a rhythm that sent sparks across her spine.
Rena's hands clutched at his shoulders. Her breathing turned into soft, choked sounds — part whimper, part disbelief.
"Jin…" she whispered.
His reply was a low, vibrating hum against her chest.
She felt his fingers on the other side — firm, insistent, teasing her peak until it hardened beneath his touch. The combination of warmth and pressure made her arch, her entire body responding in ways she couldn't control.
"W-what are you…?" she tried to say, but her words dissolved into a moan as he suckled harder, his fingers playing with exquisite cruelty.
Her golden eyes fluttered, vision going hazy.
She leaned into him, her forehead resting against his, her mouth parted.
Her voice was soft. "It… it feels too good…"
He pulled back slightly, crimson eyes locked with hers. "Then let it."
His fingers didn't stop. Neither did his mouth.
Rina trembled, every nerve alight, her breath shaky and fast.
She had never felt anything like this.
The warmth in her stomach spiraled downward, pooling and expanding until she couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All she could do was feel — his tongue, his hands, the heat between their bodies.
Her hips shifted unconsciously, seeking more contact. Her thighs clenched around him, her voice rising in broken, breathless whispers.
Her head fell back.
She moaned.
Her entire body tensed.
And then—
It hit.
Rena said in a lustful voice... I... I'm going to... then she screamed gently.... Aaaah
A wave crashed over her — intense and blinding. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, and her body pulsed in a rhythm she didn't understand, but couldn't fight. Her breath escaped in a sharp cry.
She trembled against him, heart hammering like thunder, her body limp with release.
Jin held her, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other stroking her back gently. His breath was still steady, but his smirk had deepened.
Rena collapsed forward, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her cheeks flushed, her body slick with sweat and mana.
She didn't speak.
She couldn't.
Her mind was a blur of heat and confusion, tangled with the scent of him, the taste of their kiss, and the overwhelming truth that she had crossed a threshold she could never uncross.
She crossed the line she can't go back the way she was
And somewhere, deep inside…
She didn't regret it.
Not even for a second.
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Heat: Well, everything had to be broken and the boundaries had to be broken.