"Haah..."
After a while, the only sound left in the room was the soft hum of magic flickering in the walls… and their slow, steady breathing.
Eleonora rested against Aestrea's bare chest, her body curled in his lap like it belonged there.
Her dark purple hair was a mess, clinging to her damp shoulders and the hollow of her back.
Their skin stuck together slightly from sweat, warmth radiating between them.
His arms were wrapped around her gently, one draped over her waist, the other resting just beneath her thighs.
They hadn't bothered to reach for their clothes.
Her fingers traced slow, absentminded circles along the side of his chest, and every now and then, her legs would twitch slightly, still sore from how hard he'd held her down.
But her expression now wasn't teasing.
It was quiet and thoughtful.
"…Did you really come here because you missed me?" she asked after a long pause, her voice coming out soft.
