Leonel froze, his entire body tensing. He felt a hand grab onto him below, but he didn't even have the courage to look down.
"Aina…?"
Leonel's voice came out exceptionally hoarse. It bordered on the growl of a beast, just the sound alone made Aina shudder, her hold on Leonel's waist becoming tighter.
Leonel tried to pull away, but Aina's strength was far beyond his own. One of her arms wrapped around his waist like a vice grip while the other reached out a hand and found a place on his heated shaft.
The temperature of Leonel's body seemed to skyrocket, a fog beginning to emit from his reddening skin.
Compared to the grip around his waist, her hand was exceptionally gentle. Though she hardly moved, it made Leonel's knees weak. He didn't think that there could be such a marvelous feeling in the world. But, something was eating at the back of his mind.
Unfortunately, he didn't get the chance to think about it.
