Who would have thought... that this kind of perverted cliché moment would actually happen!
Aether's hand was firmly gripping her busty boobs, his fingers sinking slightly into the soft flesh as his face blankly stared at Maelona. She, too, was staring at him, her cheeks burning with a deep blush, her lips slightly parted in shock.
A tense silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken emotions, as if something invisible was tying them together.
The connection between them only made it worse, amplifying every sensation, every subtle movement. Aether could feel her warmth seeping through his fingertips... and more than that, he could feel something else—something 'weird' radiating from her. A strange rush of emotions that weren't entirely his own.
His fingers unconsciously twitched, gripping just a little tighter.
"~Hmm~"
"!!!!!"
