"Jae," she gasped again, her voice a broken thread, and he pressed her back fully, her calves already braced against the bed's edge.
The mattress creaked under them, a sharp groan as he shifted his weight, pinning her there, ready to take it further.
His smirk stayed, sharp and sure, even as her body begged beneath him, every moan and movement a testament to how far she'd let him go.
The bed creaked as Elise sank back, her shirt already discarded, the rough fabric a crumpled heap on the floor.
Jae knelt over her, his tunic gone too, the moonlight slicing through the narrow window to paint faint lines across his chest.
Her skin glowed warm under his gaze, a flush creeping up from her neck, her boobs rising with each quick breath.
The room was small, the air thick with the day's trapped heat, and the faint hum of the common hall's chaos lingered beyond the stone walls.
