Kyle shifted uncomfortably in his seat as the carriage rumbled along the cobblestone road, the swaying motion lulling him into a state of half-sleep.
His eyes fluttered open as he felt Nuna's soft hair tickling his neck, and her head was resting gently against his shoulder.
He glanced down at her, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Her eyes were closed, and a light, satisfied smile painted her features. He brought up his hand, grazing her brow gently with his knuckles, prompting her to open her eyes.
"Hmmm." She looked at him, wondering what was on his mind.
"You know, I still don't understand why we had to take this carriage instead of using a flying treasure," Kyle murmured, his breath stirring the strands of her hair. "It seems like such a waste of time."
Nuna chuckled softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought I explained it already, but I suppose you were distracted at the time."
She lifted her head from his shoulder, turning to meet his gaze. "When visiting another noble's domain, especially one with a higher rank than your own, it's customary to travel by carriage. That way, everyone knows who you are and what your purpose is. It's all about appearances, Kyle - you should know that by now."
Kyle grunted, clearly unconvinced by her explanation. "I just don't see why it matters so much."
It had not been a few minutes later when Kyle grunted again.
He shifted restlessly in his seat, his fingers tapping impatiently against the polished wood of the carriage wall. "This is boring," he muttered under his breath, casting a sidelong glance at Nuna. "Isn't there anything we can do to pass the time? I know, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Kyle placed his hand on her inner thigh, teasing it gently, his meaning all too clear.
"I don't know what you mean."
Nuna's cheeks flushed a delicate pink as she met his gaze, his lips curling into a coy smile.
"Well, Nuna," he murmured, leaning in closer until his breath ghosted against her ear. "There are certainly... activities we could engage in to make the journey more enjoyable."
Nuna's pulse quickened at the suggestive note in his voice, and she found herself leaning in to close the distance between them.
Just as his lips brushed against hers, however, Nuna pulled back with a soft gasp.
"Wait!" she whispered urgently, pressing a hand to her chest as if to steady herself. "Sebastian is right outside, driving the carriage. And these walls... they're thinner than they look. He might hear us."
Kyle frowned, glancing around the interior of the carriage as if seeing it for the first time.
Sure enough, the wood panels separating them from the driver's seat seemed flimsier than he had initially assumed.
Regardless of the potential eavesdropper, Kyle's desire for Nuna proved stronger than his restraint.
"We can be quiet, right?"
He closed the blinds quickly and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer as his mouth claimed hers in a deep, hungry kiss.
"Mmmmm...K...l...e." Muffled sounds made their way out of her mouth as she tried to speak.
Kyle's tongue delved past her parted lips, stroking the warm silk of her mouth as he savored her taste.
Breaking the kiss, Kyle trailed his lips down the slender column of her neck, nipping at the tender flesh with teeth that scraped and bit.
"Ahh...K.Kyle, please stop."
Nuna's gasps and pleas encouraged him, her hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt as she arched into his touch.
With deft fingers, Kyle tugged skillfully at the straps of her dress and bra in one go, sliding them down slowly to reveal the creamy swell of her modest breasts.
Her nipples were stiff, the sight inviting him.
He paused to admire the sight, his eyes darkening with lust. Unable to resist, he leaned in to pepper her exposed skin with gentle love bites, kissing and sucking at the delicate peaks until they were flushed and aching.
"Kyle..." Nuna's breathy protests only spurred him on, her body trembling beneath his roaming touch.
She might want to stop, but her responses belied any true resistance, her nipples pebbled under his attention, betraying her own arousal.
Kyle's hands roamed over Nuna's bare skin, his fingers tracing the curves of her body as he left a trail of reddened marks in their wake.
Her dress pooled around her waist, then slipped lower still, until it puddled at her feet.
With a wicked grin, Kyle helped her step out of the discarded fabric, leaving her completely exposed in her underwear.
Nuna's breath came in short, ragged gasps as Kyle's gaze raked over her naked form, lingering on the glistening folds hidden in the semi-transparent fabric of her white panties between her thighs.
She squirmed under his intense scrutiny, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"Do you still want me to stop? Your body is way more honest than your words." He smiled cheekily as he teased her.
"Fine," she conceded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let's just... let's do it quickly."
Kyle's smile widened, triumphant and predatory. Without hesitation, he reached for the last remaining barrier between him and her pussy, hooking his fingers in the waistband of her undergarments and tugging them down her legs.
Nuna lifted her hips to aid him, her pussy now fully bared to his hungry eyes.
Her clit glistened at her entrance, and Kyle couldn't resist reaching out to swipe it away with his thumb.
"Mmmmm."
He teased it gently, flicking it, causing Nuna to out a loud moan. Juices flowed slowly from her entrance as her arousal deepened.
Kyle's fingers slid into her warm, damp flesh, his touch igniting a spark of pleasure within her.
He began with one finger, his index, stretching and probing until she was accustomed to its presence.
Then, with a smooth motion, he added a second finger, the sensation building inside Nuna until she was gasping.
Pistoning in and out with his hand, Kyle's fingers danced across her G-spot, teasing and tantalizing her until she was on the edge of an orgasm.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Realising her mistake, Nuna's hands flew up to her mouth, desperate to stifle the cries that threatened to spill out of her.
But Kyle was not letting her get a break. His eyes never left Nuna's face, drinking in the sight of her anguish and delight as he continued to tease her, his fingers moving in and out faster, harder.
The air seemed to vibrate with tension around them, the only sound the soft rustle of fabric and the ragged breathing that filled the carriage.
Nuna's head dropped back against the seat, her body trembling beneath Kyle's relentless touch, yet even in her desperation to silence herself, she couldn't help but let a few moans escape from her.
Just as Kyle was about to push Nuna over the edge, her hand flew to her mouth once more, this time to stifle an anguished cry.
Little did she know, it was all for naught.
Sebastian, outside, was also doing his best to pretend he hadn't heard anything. A low, defeated sigh escaped his lips as he gazed down at the reins in his wrinkled hand.
"These young ones these days," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. "They'd do it anywhere."
With a detached air, Sebastian brought the horses into a smooth canter, carrying on as if he hadn't just been privy to a very intimate moment.
The carriage rocked gently beneath him, the motion a stark contrast to the turmoil unfolding within.
Inside the carriage, Kyle had settled back into his seat, his erection straining against the confines of his trousers.
Nuna, now freed from her restraints, stood before him, her naked body bathed in the dim light filtering through the carriage windows.
She stepped forward, her hands trailing down her curves before gripping the base of Kyle's cock.
With a sultry smile, she turned her back to him, positioning herself so that she could guide him into her slick heat.
Slowly, agonizingly so, Nuna lowered herself onto Kyle's length, her eyes rolling back in bliss as he filled her inch by inch.
The wet, erotic squelch of their joining echoed through the carriage, mingling with the rhythmic slap of skin against skin.
Kyle groaned, his hands finding purchase on Nuna's hips as she began to move.
Up and down she rode him, her pace deliberate and measured, each descent bringing fresh waves of pleasure crashing over them both.
The carriage swayed with her movements, the sound of their lovemaking a symphony of passion and desire.
Outside, Sebastian steeled himself against the sounds, focusing instead on the path ahead.
As he rode, the sound of muffled moans and the wet slapping of skin carried into the night air, Sebastian's expression remained inscrutable. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead.
The carriage ride continued, their lovemaking a constant refrain throughout the two-day journey.
Nuna's inhibitions long since abandoned, she surrendered herself fully to the pleasure, her cries echoing through the carriage as she came again and again.
Kyle lost count of the number of times he spilled his seed within her, the pulsing rhythm of his climax syncing perfectly with her own.
Even now, as they crested the final hill and the dragonvale mountains unfolded before them, they were too caught up in the throes of passion to stop.