Acheron slowly removed her shirt, letting it fall to the floor beside the bed. Her bare body was now in plain sight as she leaned down, locking lips with Alackster.
He didn't dare resist. With a girl like her making the first move on him, all he could think about was satisfying his desires.
Acheron released herself then shifted to sit in between his legs. Her hand moved to his shirt, and she unbuttoned it layer after layer until his chest was completely exposed.
Alackster's heart rate spiked completely, each breath felt like he was on fire.
Acheron finally removed his shirt then dropped her glasses and pressed her body against his, skin to skin. The heat between them was suffocating, intoxicating even.
Their bodies moved together, finding rhythm amidst the chaos. Sweat glistened on both sides as the room filled with the sound of heavy breathing and gasps.
Time seemed to blur... minutes felt like hours.
Then, five minutes in... a sharp sound came from the door.
Knock. Knock.
