Ryan had finally escaped the city along with Beatrice.
The stormy rain had forced them to seek shelter on a lonely mountain.
Right inside a cave.
Now that their clothes were soaked.
Both of them had their upper bodies uncovered.
And they were trying to dry themselves next to the fire from Ryan's skill.
"Don't keep staring at me so much," Beatrice said, while keeping her hand over her chest to cover her nipples.
"I already thought so when I first met you, but you are very beautiful," Ryan commented with a slight smile.
"What are you saying? People don't usually call demons things like that. And it's embarrassing."
Ryan drew close to her and placed his hand on her wrist, slowly moving away the hand that covered her chest.
She didn't say a word, nor did she stop him; she simply limited herself to watching.
Ryan was bedazzled; the shape of her breasts was perfect, and her small nipples stood out, hardened by the cold.
But then he turned to look at her blushing face.
