Yet Gaiyin wasn't satisfied, taking it a step further, "That's it? That won't do!"
Effortlessly, he pulled Su Tang out of his embrace, gently restraining her chin to prevent her from moving wildly.
He leaned over her, aiming for her cherry-hued lips, overwhelming her defenses with his forceful invasion.
The soft, cotton-like touch, with a faint scent, seemed to swallow Gaiyin's soul in an instant.
Su Tang's arms wrapped around Gaiyin's neck, responding with an awkward, inexperienced passion.
It felt like a century had passed before Gaiyin released Su Tang, panting heavily. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice raspy from suppression.
"Su, once the tribe has settled, let's have the Pairing Ceremony, okay?"
Su Tang was left helpless, a shy bliss rendering her soft as she snuggled into Gaiyin's embrace.
