Lying on her back in a room still reeking of sex, Mia — now alone — finally felt her sore body.
The dull ache in her thighs.
The deep, lingering sensitivity between her legs.
And the heavy, sticky warmth still leaking out of her…
Evidence.
Of what she'd just done.
Slowly, she moved her hand down, fingers brushing her slit.
It was still overflowing with Kael's white, hot seed.
She scooped some onto her fingertip and stared at it for a moment.
Satisfied.
Fulfilled.
And… strangely hollow.
Because he'd already gone to the bathroom.
And after that, he would probably leave.
This dream-like encounter, the one she'd built in her mind for years — was going to end.
Mia stayed like that, spaced out, before she finally brought her fingers to her lips and sucked them.
Tasting their union.
His cum, mixed with her own.
Mia relished it.
Then, with a small, almost imperceptible smile — hiding something heavier behind it, she concluded:
Everything is over.
She was lucky enough to sleep with Kael.
And she was content with that.
There was no need to be greedy for more.
That was what she told herself.
Again.
And again.
Until it almost sounded believable.
Kael…
Who was he?
Someone out of her reach.
A genius.
The kind of man who didn't just write code.
He rewrote how people thought about it.
And she had been lucky enough to be in the same university as him, in the same department, in the same year.
If she hadn't been there…
If she hadn't interacted with him back then…
This wouldn't have happened.
So she really was lucky.
Because Kael was that kind of person.
And with her abilities alone, she was never going to truly stand out in front of him.
If there was an era before and after Einstein for physics…
Then for technology, there could be an era before and after Kael Mercer.
He didn't come to university for the piece of paper he would get after graduating.
He came to see what "proper" education looked like.
Even though he'd already been more proficient than most of his professors.
Maybe all of them.
Kael had revolutionized programming by creating a new coding language — CIPHER — designed around one brutal philosophy:
Unsafe code should be impossible by default.
It prevented memory bugs.
Prevented concurrency disasters.
Had built-in security rules.
And it was fast enough to replace C++ in serious systems.
So, if students were required to study calculus in school…
Then in university, for Software Engineering, Cybersecurity, and anything close to it — CIPHER became mandatory too.
He'd left his thumbprint on modern development.
On history.
And she had slept with that kind of man.
She had mated like an animal with that kind of man.
The thought alone made her stomach flutter — half pride, half disbelief…
And half something she didn't want to name.
Finally, Mia shook the last of the gloom from her chest.
She rose slowly from the bed, her body protesting with every movement.
She was going to follow Kael to the bathroom.
But before that…
She grabbed her phone.
And started taking pictures.
Her bare skin.
The marks on her thighs.
The fingerprints on her hips.
The bruises blooming on her breasts.
The white cum still slipping between her legs in slow, sticky trails.
She couldn't see her back properly, but she could feel it — the dried mess there too, from the last round.
She took photo after photo, careful not to miss anything.
Careful not to let the night fade into something she could later doubt.
Only when she was satisfied — when she'd captured every shameless detail — did she finally drag her exhausted body toward the bathroom.
There, in the bathtub, Kael lay back, relaxing.
"You don't mind if I join you… right?" she asked sensually, one hand on the doorframe and the other supporting her breasts, emphasizing their size.
While the most intimate part of her was left completely exposed for him to see.
Kael took in this bold side of Mia calmly, and simply said, "Then wash yourself first."
Mia beamed at him.
She started washing her body, and Kael's eyes never left her.
Staring at her beautiful body was one thing…
But Mia, who took care to keep his attention with all kinds of alluring, sexy poses, was another.
When she was finally done, she moved closer and shyly settled herself between Kael's legs, her back resting against his chest.
His cock naturally settled between her ass cheeks.
And his arm wrapped around her, resting over her breasts like it belonged there.
Being allowed to snuggle against him like this — naked, warm, and close — made Mia feel unprecedentedly content.
They stayed in silence for a few comfortable minutes.
Then Mia finally mustered her courage and broke it.
"H-how… how was it?"
Despite her vague phrasing, Kael understood.
She was talking about earlier.
And after a short silence that stretched only a few seconds, he said, "Actually… it was amazing. I apologize if I was too rough with you."
Unconcealed joy appeared on Mia's face.
She turned, her body following, and hugged him tightly.
She buried her face in his chest.
Then, in a mosquito-like voice, she asked again, "Then… can we do it again?"
Kael was about to shake his head immediately.
Yet, as he felt her trembling in his arms, emotions he didn't understand washed over him.
So in the end, Kael changed what he was going to say.
"I don't know."
That answer — uncertainty, coming from someone like him — made Mia's flushed face turn even redder.
And she simply nodded, quietly hopeful.
Maybe to express her gratitude…
Mia, who could feel his hard cock pressing against her, reached down and took it in her hand, stroking him slowly.
There was no penetration.
And compared to the intense sex earlier, it could even be called lackluster.
Yet for Kael, it didn't feel that way at all.
In a different way, it was enjoyable on its own.
After that, not much happened in the bath.
And in no time, Kael was dressed again.
Soon, he was standing at the door of her house, ready to leave — while Mia stood beside him, wrapped in a towel.
"Then, I will take my leave," Kael said.
But Mia watched his side profile.
And despite being content…
Really, she was.
But still…
She wanted something more intimate.
Something more personal.
A kiss that wasn't pure desire, but something else.
His lips had touched nearly every part of her body.
Yet they had never found her lips.
So she moved before Kael could.
She stepped closer and kissed him.
It wasn't a kiss filled with lust, or tongues.
It was a simple peck — lips on lips — lingering just a beat too long.
That was all.
But when Mia pulled back with a beautiful smile on her face, leaving Kael momentarily surprised…
It felt like it had been more than a kiss.
"Take care," Mia said softly.
Kael chuckled, shaking his head.
And then he finally took his leave.
…....
Author's note:
Maybe because I grew attached to Mia as the author? Her mini arc actually came far longer than I expected.
I really didn't plan to explore her emotions to this extent too.
In the end, most of the chapters went through her perspective.
How was that?
I appreciate any comment... and thank you for reading until now.