Kael sat down slowly, feeling his member throb inside his pants. The sight of Elion in white lingerie and the aroma of hot coffee mingling in the air transformed the atmosphere into something both profane and inviting.
He spread his legs, as if moving them unintentionally. The lace of his pants now had a revealing stain, a blunt bulge that swelled with each breath.
Elion stopped, turning to face him again, her lips curved in a half-smile that feigned surprise.
"Oh, Kael. What is this?" She pointed to the stain on his pants, a loop between her thumb and forefinger. "Aren't you going to answer me?"
Her steps back to the table were slower, the curves of the lingerie highlighting every muscle, every vertex of her body, revealing what she hid.
"My darling has grown so much..." She purred, an anger invisible to the touch.
