"I'll return to Alcove City tomorrow," Princess Aracelle said.
"I know," Thirteen said.
The princess of House Pavareth then lowered her head to kiss the teenage boy's lips. Since today was the day that they would part, she asked him to grant her selfish wish.
And he granted that wish.
The soft rustle of fabric filled the room as the most breathtaking woman in all of Gomorra pressed her lips on Thirteen's, then gently guided him down onto the couch.
She settled into his lap, facing him.
Her expression was calm as she offered her heart and body to the person whom she had chosen in this lifetime.
Knowing it would be her first time, the teenage boy made sure she would be ready to accept him.
His hands teased, caressed, and wandered all over her body, making her tremble from time to time.
Not out of fear but out of overwhelming emotions rising to her chest.
She had decided to offer everything to him.
Her heart, her body, and her entire being.
