Anton naturally began to hold Akira's body; his fingers slid around her slim waist, feeling that unique connection that had emerged between the two of them.
Akira remained silent, enjoying without a word what was happening, closing her eyes, and letting herself be carried away by that deep kiss.
"You're someone who understands me!"
Those words touched Akira deeply because she also felt understood by Anton in every small moment they spent together. The connection had been mutual, so she slowly accepted Anton, and that forced marriage became more and more real to her.
Suddenly, in the midst of the kiss, Akira straddled Anton, and she continued kissing him, feeling his lips slightly cold. Then, she let her tongue take the initiative to move towards Anton's while he held her waist firmly to avoid hurting her.
Akira's breathing became faster, and then the fire of lust that she had always repressed rose instantly.
On the other hand, Anton, who never thought of having a relationship, let himself go. Suddenly, his whole body had an indomitable spirit, and slowly, everything fell into place.
"Ah!"
With every touch from Anton, Akira trembled. She had stopped feeling pain for a while now, and instead, that sensitivity to pleasure began to fill her body.
Anton sucked Akira's tongue eagerly while her hands slid over Anton's body, marked by numerous scars.
At this moment, Anton felt dominated by Akira's actions. Although this wasn't the first time he had sex, it wasn't as wild and crude as this.
But at this moment, he didn't want to stop; it would be foolish to pay attention to things he was truly enjoying more and more.
Akira, who had started undressing, pushed Anton onto the couch. After sitting on his waist, she helped him take off his clothes.
At this moment, Anton wasn't neglectful either; in the darkness of the room, he also helped Akira undress, and soon both were naked.
Looking at Akira faintly in the moonlight that penetrated through the curtains, Anton was a bit breathless.
At that moment, Anton slowly slid his tongue over Akira's stomach until he reached one of her peaks, making her moan in a way that ignited Anton's desire even more.
Knowing that they were both ready at that moment, Anton lifted his body a bit more and, embraced by Akira, began to move from side to side.
Perhaps because this is practically a first experience in this life for both, and also because perhaps neither knew if they would do this again, they were both not neglectful. From the couch to the bed, they left marks of their lust everywhere.
Both were struggling for control, but finally, with maneuver and control, Anton and Akira alone held onto each other's necks, letting pleasure invade them.
At that moment, it began to rain; the atmosphere in the room soon turned after a considerable amount of time; both were lying on a single bed.
Akira, who, after a long time, was cuddled in Anton's embrace, showed no signs of wanting to move. Very soon, among many things they were both thinking, they fell asleep.
Anton, on the other hand, knew it was late at night, so he decided to rest. He still hadn't received information about Koji's condition, but it shouldn't be so bad, or he would have been notified.
For now, all he really wanted was to rest and let go of those negative thoughts for tomorrow.