Aether and Aria had a passionate moment... more like a rough, chaotic storm of pent-up emotions. After all, Aria had held back too much for too long—her worries, fears, and longing had all built up like a dam under pressure, and finally, she let those emotions burst free, dissolving her tension and sorrow in a matter of minutes as her body surrendered to release.
After hours of intense training and a near-death ecstasy that shook both their souls, Aria lay sprawled across Aether's chest—her body covered in sweat, their mixed juices clinging to her thighs. Her breath was uneven, her heart pounding, her skin warm and raw, and yet, for the first time in days, she felt... light.
Aria stared up at Aether's face... like she was spellbound, completely lost in the calm of his features. Her eyes trailed the contours of his jaw, the softness around his mouth, and the quiet storm resting in his eyes.
