Warning: Intimate Scene.
As they reluctantly parted from their passionate embrace, Ingrid's cerulean eyes met Caym's amber gaze, their breaths mingling in the warm air between them.
Ingrid's chest rose and fell in erratic rhythm, her lips swollen and tingling from the fervent kisses they had shared. Her silver hair cascaded around her shoulders in disarray, tousled by Caym's fervent touch.
Caym's leather armor creaked softly as he shifted, the heat of their proximity making him acutely aware of every contour of Ingrid's body. His lips were slightly parted, his own breaths coming in shallow gasps as he struggled to regain his composure.
"Heavens, Your Highness," Caym breathed, his voice husky with desire. "If we continue like this, I fear I may lose control."
