Aether was taken aback when Xara, her face beet red and her chest heaving with rapid, breathless pants, stared at him like a predator ready to devour her prey—eyes burning with raw heat, lips trembling with hunger.
"Xar—" Before he could even finish saying her name, Xara lunged at him without a shred of hesitation.
Aether barely caught her in time, his arms wrapping around her as her legs coiled tightly around his hips. Her whole body was flushed, trembling, her softness rubbing against him shamelessly as she clung to him with desperate need. "Aether~ Aether~~ hmmm~" she moaned his name breathlessly, lips crashing onto his with a fire that melted all reason.
His eyes widened slightly. The damn door was still wide open—she was doing this in broad daylight. Anyone could pass by and see. Not that he cared much about others... but still, she was supposed to maintain some image.
Was she really throwing it all away just for this?
