'System, is Amelia making way for me?' Leon asked as he casually and comfortably walked towards the center of the blizzard, knowing that it must be where Amelia was since she was the origin of the storm.
While it seemed likely that Amelia might be making a path for him, Leon had his doubts. The blizzard still raged, indicating that Amelia hadn't yet gained control over her physique. Without control, she shouldn't be able to manipulate the icicles and snow to avoid hurting him. Such precision would require intense concentration and focus, and if she had that level of control, she would likely have dispelled the blizzard altogether.
He was sure Amelia wasn't the one protecting him, but he couldn't think of another explanation. The Viscount and his butler didn't have ice affinity; if they did, they would have joined him inside the array. For them, entering the blizzard was a death wish.
The System responded promptly, [No, she isn't. The real reason is that, after gaining ice affinity, Amelia's essence in you became more pronounced. The blizzard is treating you as it would treat her.]
Leon nodded, finding the explanation plausible. This was indeed hard to guess, but it made sense. With his newfound ice affinity, the blizzard recognized him in a way.
Feeling more at ease, his incubus instincts began to stir. The primal part of him started to get excited, he was starting to get horny, and he found himself imagining intimate scenarios with Amelia right there in the heart of the blizzard. The scene of fucking Amelia right here was tantalizing, and he couldn't help but consider the idea.
His dick hard was growing from it's limp form, but Leon scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and frustration. 'Even if it's cool, how can I think of such lewd things in this situation? How shameless can I be?'
'Don't you want to fuck her one last time before she leaves? Don't think too much—consider it a gift,' his inner voice argued, trying to rationalize his thoughts.
"Damn it," he muttered, clenching his fists. 'But when I put it that way, it does make sense.'
He walked casually through the blizzard towards its center. The storm grew more intense and ferocious the closer he got, but as usual, the swirling snow and icicles parted to make way for him. It didn't take long for him to spot Amelia's silhouette, barely visible amidst the blinding snow.
She was close, just a few meters away, but the blizzard made everything nearly invisible. She was squatting on the ground, her black hair fluttering in the wind, her sobs a sad melody to his ears. His heart ached as he came closer. Like him, the swirling snow and icicles avoided her, creating a clear space around her.
She didn't seem to notice him until his reassuring hand landed gently on her back, startling her.
He shuffled closer and caressed her hair gently. Overwhelmed with emotions, Amelia stood up and turned around. Upon seeing Leon standing close, unscathed by the icicles, she couldn't help but smile. Not questioning why the storm reacted to him as it did to her, she was completely overwhelmed. She took the initiative and kissed him.
Her mouth felt good, but it tasted different from a few hours ago when they had sex.
It was a bit icy, yet still warm, salty, and most of all, it tasted... sad. Inexplicably, he could taste her emotions through the kiss. Unlike their previous passionate encounter, filled with desire and love, this kiss was so laden with sorrow that he felt an overwhelming urge to comfort her. At the same time, it was intensely arousing for Leon.
He let her sadly, slowly but sensuously suck on his bottom lip while he sucked her upper lip. Driven by the need to comfort her, he kissed and sucked with greater fervor, before tilting his head slightly and letting his tongue find its way into her welcoming mouth. His actions urged her to respond with the same intensity, and as she did, her sadness seemed to be gradually washing away.
As their tongues danced, tears flowed freely from Amelia's eyes, carrying her emotions with them. Leon wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pressing her closer to him, while his other hand caressed her hair sensuously.
Amelia melted into his embrace, her sadness ebbing away as she began to enjoy the kiss. It felt good, comforting. When they finally broke the kiss and opened their eyes, they locked gazes, calming Amelia's emotions even further.
"Thank you, Leon," Amelia said, forcing a smile. It came more easily now that her emotions had settled. Feeling suddenly cheeky, she pecked him on the cheek and hugged him tightly.
Leon welcomed her hug with open arms, relishing the sensation of her voluptuous chest pressing against him. those soft mounds of flesh never ceases to amaze him, it felt insanely good. Amelia hugged him fiercely, as if afraid to let go.
Meanwhile, as he enjoyed the hug, Leon was bewildered as to why she was thanking him. 'Does she really need to thank me?'. he wondered rhetorically. 'I'm her lover; it's only natural for me to help her in her time of need. It didn't take anything from me.'
Don't mind Leon, he knew why she was thanking him. Amelia was grateful for the kiss and the expert way he had calmed her down. Those random thoughts were just fleeting distractions as he enjoyed her embrace, feeling her warmth and closeness.
As these random thoughts flitted through his mind, he brushed her hair with his hands, savoring the warmth and closeness of her embrace. The reason as to why she was thanking him—she was grateful for the kiss and his expert way of calming her down, warmed his heart greatly. As he mused more lewd things to himself, he enjoyed her hug, feeling like he was in heaven.
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