As Ryu pulled me closer, I felt his arousal pressing against my thigh it was big and a hot sensation was coming from it to my body . I couldn't help but moan softly as he trailed kisses down my neck, his lips and tongue leaving scorching marks on my skin.
"You enjoy this, don't you, Aysha?" Ryu whispered huskily, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "You can't deny the way your body responds to me."
Without realizing it, my hands grasped Ryu's shoulders, drawing him closer as he continued to kiss and nibble at my neck. His hands roamed my body, caressing every curve, and I shivered with delight.
Ryu's fingers cupped my breasts, his thumbs teasing my nipples until they hardened. I gasped as he pinched and twisted them, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
"You like that, don't you, Aysha?" Ryu repeated, his voice low and husky with desire.
Ryu's voice was husky with desire. "You like it when I touch you like this. You like it when I pinch your nipples " he said, his fingers caressing my skin and pinching my nipples . I tried to deny it, but my body betrayed me, responding to his touch.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "You're so beautiful, Aysha. I could kiss you all day." His words sent shivers down my spine as he gently nibbled on my earlobe.
Ryu's hands roamed my body, sending waves of pleasure through me. I couldn't help but moan softly, my body arching towards his touch.
"You're so responsive," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. "I love the way you react to me."
His talking was making me feel my condition more. I want to deny it all but I couldn't
Ryu's face was a picture of innocence, his eyes shining with a loving gaze. It was as if he was oblivious to my internal turmoil, my body's betrayal of my true feelings. His touch was gentle, yet insistent, his fingers exploring my depths with a tender reverence.
As he caressed me, waves of pleasure washed over me, and I couldn't help but cry out. But amidst the sensations, a discordant thought struck me - his words, though loving, didn't quite align with his actions. It was as if he was speaking a language of love, but his touch spoke a different truth.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I grappled with this realization. My body, it seemed, was at odds with my mind, reveling in the pleasure he brought, even as my soul searched for a deeper connection. Ryu's voice, full of affection, whispered sweet nothings, but I wondered - what secrets lay hidden behind those loving eyes?
Ryu's touch was insistent, his fingers exploring my depths with a gentle yet firm pressure. I felt a surge of pleasure, my body responding to his caress. As he increased the intensity, I couldn't help but cry out, my voice muffled by his kiss.
Waves of pleasure washed over me, building to a crescendo. My body tensed, and I felt a release, like a dam breaking. I was lost in the sensation, my mind foggy with pleasure.
But amidst the haze, a discordant thought struck me - my brain still wanted to resist, to pull back from the edge. Yet, my body, my soul, seemed to be surrendering, accepting the pleasure he brought.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I grappled with this realization. Ryu's touch had awakened something deep within me, something I couldn't quite understand.
Ryu's voice was gentle, encouraging, as he whispered, "Let go, Aisha. Surrender to the pleasure." His words echoed in my mind, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside me.
I felt a familiar sensation, one I'd experienced before, yet struggled to accept. My body and soul seemed to be at odds with my mind, craving the pleasure he brought, while my thoughts resisted.
Ryu's fingers moved with a tender intensity, coaxing moans and gasps from me. His kiss swallowed my cries, his voice filled with innocence and wonder. "You're so beautiful, Aisha. I could spend forever making you feel this way."
I gazed up at him, my body still trembling with pleasure. "This isn't right, Ryu," I whispered, my voice laced with desire and conflict.
Ryu's lips brushed against mine, soft and gentle. "Your eyes betray you, Aisha," he whispered. "They say you love me, and I'm not done with you yet. Our love is far from complete."
As he spoke, his fingers moved inside me and he add another one , coaxing a scream of pleasure from my lips. I knew this wasn't right, but I couldn't resist him. It wasn't just lust; I saw something in him, something innocent and pure.
I felt torn, my heart and body at odds. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was falling for him, despite my better judgment. But I had responsibilities, people to protect – my brother, my sister. I couldn't stay here, no matter how much my body yearned for his touch.
Ryu's voice broke the spell, his words startling me. "Do you want to proceed with our love, Aisha? To build a life together, have children, and grow old side by side?"
I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. A part of me wanted to say yes, to surrender to the feelings growing inside me. But another part, the part that knew the dangers of this place, urged me to flee.
I gathered my strength to speak, "No, Ryu, this isn't love. You're misunderstanding it."
Ryu countered, "It is love. I read a story about a woman born into prostitution, where love was proven by bearing children. Her mother said that's the ultimate proof of love."
I shook my head, "That's not true love. If you could read my mind, you'd understand what true love is."
Ryu's eyes sparkled with curiosity, "Really? I can enter your mind with my secret art. But be warned, it will be painful if you resist."
I agreed, and Ryu placed his hand near my face, kissing me softly. A blinding light enveloped me, and I found myself in a dark realm. Ryu's voice echoed, "Share your memories of true love. I want to understand."
I thought of romantic novels I had read and shared my knowledge with Ryu. Hours passed, and when I finished, I heard Ryu's crying voice. Suddenly, I was expelled from the dark place, back to reality.
I asked, shocked, "Ryu, what's wrong?"
Ryu's voice cracked as he spoke, "If what you showed me is true love, then I've committed sexual assault. Have I made you angry and sad? I didn't mean to. I truly love you like the MC boy in those stories. My heart beats for you, and I don't want to lose you."
I saw the genuine remorse in his eyes and replied, "I don't hate you, Ryu. But I must leave to protect my family by becoming stronger."
I don't know why but when I see in those eyes of his I couldn't hate him
It's not your mistake love is not something which comes and proves by action love starts from the heart and winned by action you do to save guard your love love is sacrifice not a reward which aanyone has to win it is peace and we have to go to do something it could be any thing but not to win anyone by lust and force it doesn't proves your love but create a hatred and love is not only meant and present between lovers love is a emotions which is with your family friends and lover and I also have family which I have to protect I have a family and friends for whom I can sacrifice myself ,
Ryu's face lit up with understanding, "You have a family like Rehana's? I see. You can leave, but promise to visit me often. I don't want to be alone again."
I agreed, and Ryu handed me a locket. "Take this. Whenever you want to see me, say my name three times, and you'll be teleported here. It's a gift from those who tried to kill me thousands of years ago."
I took the locket, feeling a mix of emotions. I pitied Ryu, who had been alone for so long, but I also knew I had to prioritize my family's safety. I promised to visit him and left, unsure of what the future held.
As I took the locket, I realized Ryu was a dragon beast, but I kept my emotions in check. The locket teleported me back to where I started, and I found myself amidst destruction. Eclipse Sir was being carried by three students, and I saw that my dress was not present , exposing my body parts. A boy approached me, saying, "You'll be punished for this."
But when he looked closer, he fell silent. I realized my breast was exposed up to my nipple, and my dress little parts was present not covering open up to my thighs. My face was still flushed, and my lips were swollen. The boy pulled out a special mirror, capturing my image with a white light. I knew he had used a device that could record every moment in high quality, but I was more concerned about my disheveled state.
I take a dress from my system and proper my dress, and when I looked up, the boy was gone. I heard Eclipse Sir's voice, but I was still reeling from the encounter. I wondered what the boy had planned to do with the captured image and felt a sense of unease.