The days had passed in a haze of uncertainty for Ethan. He had been walking the line between duty and desire, each day spent in a blur of training, fleeting moments with Lila, and his growing attachment to Amelia. But even as he fought to keep his composure, there was a part of him that couldn't resist the pull of what he felt for her. Amelia had become a presence in his life, a whisper in his mind, and no matter how hard he tried to keep his focus elsewhere, she lingered in his every thought.
That night, everything changed.
It started with a late-night meeting—an arrangement neither of them had planned, yet both had secretly desired. After training ended, Ethan found himself wandering through the empty halls of the academy, his thoughts consumed with memories of Amelia. His heart raced, as though his body already knew where it was leading him.
He had barely crossed the threshold of the library when he heard a soft voice call out to him.
"Ethan."
Turning, he saw her standing in the shadows, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the moonlight streaming in through the window. Amelia. Her usually cool demeanor had softened, her eyes filled with something deeper now—something that mirrored his own emotions.
"Amelia," he whispered, his voice a breath. His heart pounded in his chest, his body responding to the intensity of the moment.
She stepped closer, the air between them charged with the electricity of unspoken words. She reached out, her fingers brushing against his arm, sending a wave of heat through him.
"I've been thinking about you," she said softly, her voice low but clear. "About us."
Ethan swallowed, his throat dry. He didn't have the words to explain how he had been feeling. His emotions were a tangled mess of longing, guilt, and desire. But when he looked at Amelia—when he saw her standing there, vulnerable and inviting—he knew that everything he had been holding back was about to come to the surface.
"I can't stop thinking about you either," Ethan admitted, his voice thick with the intensity of his emotions.
There was a pause, a heartbeat of silence between them. Then, as if some invisible force had drawn them together, they kissed.
The kiss was slow at first, tentative, as though they were both testing the waters, unsure of what would happen next. But it didn't take long for that hesitation to melt away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of need. Amelia's lips were soft, warm, and she leaned into him, her arms wrapping around his neck. Ethan's hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened.
He could feel the heat between them growing, the air thick with desire. Amelia's body pressed against his, her heart beating as loudly as his own. It was as if everything else—the academy, the training, the complications of their lives—disappeared.
Her hands moved to his chest, tracing the muscles beneath his tunic, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart. Ethan groaned softly as she touched him, every inch of his body reacting to her closeness. His hands slid down her back, pulling her even closer until there was no space left between them.
Amelia's breathing quickened, and Ethan could feel her pulse racing. She pulled back slightly, looking into his eyes, her own filled with a mixture of desire and hesitation.
"Ethan…" Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Are you sure?"
Ethan didn't need to think about his answer. He was beyond the point of words. Instead, he kissed her again, this time with more urgency. His hands roamed to the curve of her hips, his fingers teasing the edge of her clothing.
When she didn't pull away, he knew she was ready. She wanted this as much as he did.
Amelia's breath hitched as Ethan's hands moved lower, tracing the soft curves of her body, slowly undressing her. His fingers worked with care, but there was no hesitation in his touch. Each movement felt like an unraveling, a slow descent into something new, something primal.
Amelia gasped as he removed her final layer of clothing, exposing her body to him. She had always been so composed, so controlled. But now, in this moment, there was nothing but raw, unfiltered emotion. She had never felt anything like this before.
Ethan's gaze softened as he took in the sight of her. She was beautiful in every way, her skin soft and glowing, her body the perfect blend of strength and grace. He felt a wave of protectiveness wash over him, but it was quickly overshadowed by the overpowering desire to claim her, to make her his.
He gently guided her toward a nearby couch, his hands never leaving her body, as if afraid that if he stopped, she would disappear. They collapsed together, his lips finding hers again, this time with a deep intensity that made everything else fade away. Amelia responded eagerly, her hands exploring his body, feeling the hard planes of his muscles beneath his tunic.
Ethan slender arms gently embraced her, and he closed his eyes as his mouth slowly reached for her soft lips.The two's lips gently connected, and Amelia body trembled upon contact.
"Mmm!"
Their kiss deepened, becoming more desperate, more insistent, as if both of them knew that this moment was a turning point. The world outside seemed to vanish, leaving only the two of them in the quiet, intimate space they had created.
Etan took this moment to take a good look at Amelia, whose face was beet red like a tomato, her eyes flickering with countless lights.
Amelia's breath was ragged as Ethan kissed her neck, his hands exploring every inch of her skin as he slowly approach her neither region. Then he slowly started to touch her cave which was already wet with all that kissing. Then he first insert his one finger inside her wet cave. She arched against him, feeling the pressure of his body against hers. She was caught in the sensation, overwhelmed by the newness of it all.
After a while playing with her wet cave with his finger he decides to go for final push with his rod that was standing straight and hard like a dragon ready to soar and conquer sky with it's might. Before he put his rod he asked her for last time "May I?" Ethan requested for permission before they reach the point of no return.
After a moment of silence, Amelia slowly nodded, her face getting redder by the second.
Ethan smiled, and he began loosening her clothes.
Moments later, Amelia laid there with her clothes stripped from her, revealing everything except her bottom lips and nipples that she had covered with her fair hands.
Both Ethan and Amelia were completely naked at this moment; it was a profound feeling for both of them, who were going to experience their 'firsts' today.
Ethan took another moment to engrave this enchanting scenery into his soul, ensuring that he would never forget it.
When Ethan laid eyes on her pair of perfectly round breasts, his already stiff rod hardened even more, and his hands began reaching for it.
"Ahh~"
Despite covering her breasts in embarrassment, Amelia did not resist when Ethan began slowly massaging her breast.
"Mmm…" Amelia softly moaned, the tingling sensation in her bottom lips growing even stronger.
"You will definitely take responsibility after this, Ethan!" she said as she slowly released her trembling hand, revealing to Ethan her beautiful, pink world.
Without any further delay, Ethan pressed his lips directly against her pink flower and began exploring it with his tongue.
"Ahhhh!" Amelia released a powerful moan the moment she felt something soft and vicious enter her flower, and her body trembled violently, feeling as though there was electricity running through her body.
"Mmm~ Ahhhhh~" Amelia erotic moaning sounded like heavenly music in Ethan ears; it was both peaceful and exciting.
Liquid flowed from Amelia's tight cave like a river, and Ethan savored every last drop without letting a single drop go to waste.
"More… give me more…" Amelia suddenly grabbed Ethan by his head and pulled him towards her, his tongue reaching even deeper into her pink cave.
It took a few minutes for Amelia to release her grip on his head, but when she finally did, Ethan began licking her pink pearl.
Ethan suddenly attacking her most sensitive spot made Amelia instantly cum on the spot.
Crystal clear water sprayed onto Ethan's face like a broken water fountain.
Amelia, feeling ashamed of herself, covered her face with both her hands after spraying water on Ethan face.
Ethan helped her by removing her hands away from her face, and he said to her in a soothing voice: "I want to see your beautiful face as our bodies connect."
"..."
Although she was embarrassed to no ends, she nodded regardless.
Ethan rubbed her pink with his thick meat-stick while he kissed her again.
"Are you ready? It will hurt at first, but the pain will go away soon."
"Un..." Amelia sheepishly nodded.
It was at this moment Ethan slowly pushed the tip of his rod into her cave.
"Nnn!" Amelia bit her lips from the extreme pain, the corner her eyes forming teardrops. She could very clearly feel her hymen slowly being torn apart by Ethan 's thick dragon, and blood was seeping through what little gap was left in her cave.
Not wishing to cause her too much pain, Ethan continued to pierce Amelia's tight vagina carefully. Her insides were tightly wrapped around his meat-stick; it was a sensational experience for both of them.
Although it took some time, Ethan's entire heavenly rod was finally inside Amelia's hole with the tip even hitting the end of her hole. It was a heavenly feeling for Ethan; it was something he would never get tired of.
"How does it feel, losing your chastity?" Ethan asked her in a teasing voice.
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After waiting for a while for Amelia to adjust Ethan said "I will begin moving now, okay?" Ethan warned her like a gentleman.
Seeing her nod, Ethan began moving his hips, thrusting his slowly slowly at first, increasing the speed and intensity only after Amelia began showing signs of pleasure.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!"
After a few minutes, Amelia could no longer feel pain – only extremely pleasure. Her mind quickly became empty, and soon enough, the only thing she could think about was the burning sensation in her pussy and the profound pleasure that came with it.
The only sound that could be heard inside the room at this moment was Amelia's captivating moaning and heavy breathing, the sound of meat getting pounded, and the sound of smacking water.
"Ahhh! Harder! I want it harder!" Amelia pleaded for more as she tightly embraced Ethan's neck.
Ethan heeded her request and tightly held onto her slim waist as he lifted her into the air and began thrusting faster and faster with no signs of exhaustion even after intensive thrusting for many minutes, his dragon head fiercely hitting the end of her hole repeatedly, like a hammer pounding a wall.
It was a sight to behold in Ethan's eyes. The way her beautiful breasts jiggled and her erotic face, not to mention the sound of her butt cheeks slapping against against his legs.
"Something's coming — Ahhhhhhh!" Amelia tiled her head backward and screamed loudly with her tongue sticking out of her mouth, her body spazzing out of control instantly afterward, and a large amount of liquid then gushed out from her bottom.
However, Ethan did not stop his movements and continued to thrust his steel-like rod into her, as he was also close to reaching his climax from the powerful sucking force of her vagina. This only further aroused Amelia's lust and increased her sensitivity, causing her to continuously release liquid without any signs of stopping anytime soon.
"I feel like I am going crazy!" Amelia exclaimed.
After another a few more minutes of thrusting, Ethan finally released his virgin white liquid into Amelia's pussy, quickly filling her hole without leaving even the smallest space unoccupied.
Amelia took this moment to take deep breaths. She has never been this exhausted before, not even during the most strenuous training in her life.
She then looked at her stomach that was still feeling the burning sensation strongly; it felt as though her stomach was on fire.
As their intimacy stop, something strange began to happen. A soft, golden glow seemed to emanate from Amelia's body, like the first rays of the dawn breaking through the night. Ethan paused, his movements halted by the unexpected light.
"What…?" he whispered, his eyes wide with awe and confusion.
Amelia's eyes were closed, her head tilted back in pleasure, but she could feel the strange energy awakening inside her. It wasn't just the physical pleasure—it was something deeper, something ancient. Her body felt like it was buzzing with power, a power she had never known before.
Ethan watched as the light around Amelia intensified, swirling like a shimmering aura that seemed to pulse with each heartbeat. Her body felt alive with energy, and her power, long dormant, began to surface. It was as though their union had awakened something deep within her, something she had never realized she possessed.
"Amelia…" Ethan whispered again, his voice filled with awe and fear. "What is this?"
Amelia's breath was shallow as she opened her eyes, her pupils glowing faintly with the same golden light. "I don't know," she murmured, her voice distant, almost as though she were speaking from a dream. "But I feel... different. Powerful."
The golden aura around her seemed to respond to her words, swirling more intensely. Amelia's body arched, and she cried out, the power inside her surging in response to the union they had just shared. It was as if she had unlocked a part of herself that had been hidden away for years, and now, there was no turning back.
Ethan held her tightly, feeling the raw energy crackling between them. His own power, too, seemed to stir in response to hers, a connection forming between them that was deeper than anything he had ever experienced.
As the glow began to fade, Amelia's body relaxed, and she collapsed against Ethan, her breath heavy. He held her close, trying to understand what had just happened.
"I don't know what this means, but we can't ignore it," Ethan whispered, his voice low and serious. "You're different now. We're different."
Amelia nodded, her hand gripping his shirt. "I can feel it," she said softly. "But I don't know what this power is. What it means."
Ethan kissed her forehead, his mind racing. They had crossed a line, and now, it seemed, they were bound together not only by their desires but by something far greater.
And the consequences of that bond were only just beginning to unfold.