Aether, with his naked body glistening faintly under the dim light, stood before Nyx, who was still fully clothed, her blank eyes locked onto him.
Even though the situation was supposed to be thrilling and intoxicating... Especially since she had, for the very first time, asked him to make love to her.
She still didn't show much emotion, only a faint shade of shyness which was barely visible.
Which, for Aether, was obviously a win.
She had given her consent, and that alone sent a spark of victory through his chest. There was no real need to worry. And yet… standing fully exposed before a woman whose reaction was barely there made him feel just a little awkward.
Even so, his shaft stood proud, thick, and unyielding, pointing towards her like it belonged there.
Aether leaned in, closing the distance between them, and pressed his lips to hers once again. Nyx's delicate, pale hands slowly slid up his warm, firm back, wrapping themselves around his neck with a hesitant grace.
