Time passed, and soon their erratic movements came to a halt.
After a while, the protective barrier was lifted. Aengus and Bella stood side by side as if nothing had happened.
However, if one looked closely, faint traces of hickeys and love marks could still be seen on their otherwise flawless skin.
Bella's cheeks flushed as she lightly pinched Aengus' waist in protest.
"What? You demanded it, didn't you? I wasn't even that rough," Aengus replied, utterly unapologetic, his voice teasing.
"Shameless," Bella muttered, her blush deepening. She turned away and started running toward a nearby location where a spiraling domain—a galaxy—shimmered in the distance, its ethereal beauty captivating her.
Her steps were quick, but her hand instinctively brushed over her stomach now and then, a subtle gesture of hope for a life that might be growing within her.
"Whoosh!"
