It was strange that despite the water in the stream being cold, their bodies felt so burning hot.
Hades couldn't get enough of her. Her soft and warm body which he was tightly holding. Her sweet fragrance which invites him every time to just pin her down and never let go. And these lips…he believed kissing was just a sign of showing one's love. But when he kisses Luna…his Luna, he feels his hunger growing.
He feels he could never get enough of her. He wants to keep tasting her.
"Mm…" she moaned, their lips connected and their tongues coiled around each other.
Hades's hands roamed one her sinful body. His left hand softly fondled her rear. Those soft buns felt so full and comfortable in his hand that he kept massaging them.
And his right hand had made its way to the most intimate part of her body.
"You are wet…" he whispered, their lips parting just for Luna to bite her lip and close her eyes shut.
