As soon as the sage left, Flora and I met each other’s gaze.
It was obvious what feelings we held for each other, so I took her hand and, without hesitation, led her to the bedroom.
As we walked down the hallway, Flora’s gaze persistently followed the side of my face.
The moment the bedroom door closed, her violet eyes locked onto mine, and as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time, Flora followed my lead without resistance.
As soon as the door softly clicked shut, I embraced Flora and sought her lips.
When our moist lips met, our tongues intertwined gently, and our heated breaths mingled.
The kiss, deeper and more intense than any we had shared before, only fueled the burning desire growing inside me.
When the kiss finally ended, I whispered to her.
“I need to have all of you.”
At my words, I saw Flora slightly part her lips, swallowing nervously.
In her eyes, a deep desire flickered, and a smile played at her lips.
As if she had been waiting just as long, she wrapped her arms around my waist and whispered in a breathy voice.
“Peridot, I want all of you as well.”
Her soft voice tickled my ear, and her words seemed to ignite the flames of passion deep inside me.
Flora was the first to press her lips against my neck.
Each time her warm breath brushed against my exposed skin, my heartbeat quickened.
Her tongue softly traced my skin, and each gentle sensation sent shivers through me.
From my neck to my collarbone, then to my earlobe—
Her slow, thorough touch made my breath grow heavier.
Our eyes met once more.
Her gaze was filled with raw desire.
Still embracing each other, we moved toward the bed.
Lying face to face, we began to remove each other’s clothes.
With each button undone, more of Flora’s pale skin was revealed, the cool air meeting her exposed flesh, making her shiver slightly.
“…Ah…”
As her hand slowly traced down my body, a soft sound escaped my lips before I could stop it.
With trembling hands, I gently grasped her delicate wrist and whispered near her ear.
“Won’t you leave everything to me?”
Slowly, I pressed my lips to her collarbone.
The moment I did, I felt her breathing tremble slightly.
My fingertips brushed along her thigh, gradually moving upward,
toward a more intimate place.
Each time my touch grazed her skin, Flora’s breath grew more ragged.
Yet, I could tell she was still trying to hold back.
“There’s no need to suppress your voice.”
I whispered once again, my voice carrying a quiet passion.
At last, my hand, which had been gently tracing along her body, reached its final destination.
A soft, warm sensation met my fingertips.
She flinched slightly at my touch but did not resist.
Rather, she held me even tighter around the waist.
As if she was entrusting everything to me—
nervous yet completely accepting of her own desire.
The warmth between her thighs enveloped my palm.
I applied the slightest pressure, softly stroking along the contours.
“…Haa…”
A trembling sigh slipped from Flora’s lips.
As I continued to tease the sensitive area, her gaze deepened even further.
In the silence, we listened to each other’s breathing.
Flora’s ragged breaths only fueled my desire.
My hand, which had been exploring her intimately, slowly pressed further between the inside of her thighs.
As I applied slight pressure against the heat between her legs, my fingers traced over her sensitive area, causing Flora to shudder and let out short, breathy moans.
Her lips, which had been firmly shut, parted slightly, and through the small opening, hot breaths escaped.
“Ah… Haa…”
Each time I heard her moan, my heart trembled.
I carefully slid one finger inside.
As it slipped between her warm, damp skin, Flora flinched, tilting her head back as she drew in a sharp breath.
I gently stroked the area before slowly pressing my finger deeper.
The unfamiliar sensation made Flora’s body tremble.
I looked straight into her eyes.
Her gaze, heavy with desire, reflected me like a mirror.
Unable to hold back any longer, she let out another moan.
“Pe… Peridot… Ah… Hng…”
A strange sensation curled deep in my lower abdomen, making me swallow involuntarily.
Even though there was no stimulation on my own body, I felt something stir from within.
The warm, slick sensation at my fingertips—
every small, heated reaction she gave felt unbearably endearing.
I pressed my lips against hers once more, deepening the kiss as I pushed my fingers further inside her.
With both my index and middle fingers, I carefully pressed against her inner walls, eliciting a wet sound that echoed softly as Flora’s body quivered.
I found myself captivated by that delicate tremble, so breathtakingly beautiful, that I slowly, deliberately, began to move my fingers.
“Mm… Ah!”
A short moan spilled from her lips.
The soft, fragile sound echoed in my ears.
I pulled away from her wet lips, gazing directly into her eyes.
Her violet irises, shimmering like waves, were clouded with desire.
In them, I saw my own expression—mirroring hers.
“…Peridot…”
Hearing her call my name, so sweet and intoxicating, made it feel as though I could reach my peak just from that alone.
I moved my fingers faster.
Inside, my fingers brushed against her soft, sensitive walls, and Flora’s body flinched, twisting her hips in response.
“Ah… Aah! Haa…!”
Her moans grew louder.
I leaned toward her ear and whispered.
“Louder. Let me hear you.”
As if reacting to my voice, her body tensed, her hips moving in time with my fingers.
I increased the pace of my movements, gently brushing my thumb over her sensitive spot.
Flora’s voice peaked.
It was no longer just a soft moan—
but a cry on the edge of breaking.
Though my own body trembled with excitement, I focused on observing her emotions.
The passionate flicker in her gaze, the flush spreading across her cheeks, the trembling of her lips.
Wanting to witness more of it, I pressed deeper but remained gentle, careful not to hurt her.
Each time my fingers touched her inner walls, her body trembled with pleasure, soft whimpers escaping her lips.
As my fingers moved more intensely, I felt her walls tighten around me.
At first, she had taken me in so easily, but now, as if refusing to let go, she clenched around my fingers.
I could feel the growing warmth and moisture inside her.
I slowly withdrew my fingers and brought them to her lips.
Without hesitation, Flora took them into her mouth, and a damp sound filled the space as she gently sucked on them.
As her tongue curled around my fingers, the slickness of her saliva mixed with the warm traces of before.
At the same time, I let my other hand wander down my own body.
The moment I brushed against my own sensitive spot, a surge of pleasure nearly overwhelmed me.
I realized—just like her—I was already drenched.
Heat flushed through my face.
When I looked at Flora again, her eyes, glistening with moisture, filled my vision.
Her flushed cheeks, her lips parting as she breathed heavily—
a sudden impulse overtook me.
I captured her lips in a kiss.
As I slid my tongue inside, hers twined around mine, slowly tracing the shape of each of my teeth, deepening the kiss even further.
The kiss, which should have been tasteless, was as sweet as the tea she used to brew, making me want to savor it endlessly.
As we kissed, I lifted Flora’s leg over mine, pressing our thighs together until our warm, damp skin met.
A wet sound echoed softly, but whose it was didn’t matter.
We were already completely entwined as one.
As our bodies pressed closer, a deeper pleasure surged through me, and I couldn’t resist moving my hips.
I rubbed my body against hers, each touch sending waves of heat and a strange, electrifying sensation throughout my body.
Our soft moans mixed together as Flora’s hand traced down my back.
Each time her nails lightly scraped against my skin, a shiver ran up my spine.
Flora tilted her head back, releasing a small moan.
I paused the kiss and pressed my lips against her neck, trailing my tongue along her collarbone before gently nibbling at her earlobe.
“Peridot…”
Her voice trembled, and I whispered her name in return.
“I love you, Flora.”
It was the truth.
With all my heart, I loved her.
I had already become someone who couldn’t live without her, and I knew she felt the same— that we were bound by a love so intense and obsessive that, instead of leading to destruction,
it precariously maintained its own balance.
At my confession, Flora parted her lips slightly and gazed at me.
Her violet eyes wavered deeply.
Then, as if unable to hold back, she pressed herself closer and kissed me again.
The passionate, heated kiss resumed.
Her tongue delved into my mouth, and I tightened my grip around her waist.
The sound of lips parting and tongues intertwining filled the room.
Each time our damp lips met and separated, a sticky sweetness lingered.
We devoured each other, our tongues tangling with increasing heat.
Completely immersed in each other, we fell deeper into the whirlpool of pleasure.
Every breath, every moan, every movement—all of it etched itself deeply into my heart.
In the next moment, a sharp sensation shot up my spine.
It felt as if every nerve in my body had awakened, my hips instinctively jerking forward.
The heated pressure between our joined bodies sent another wave of ecstasy through me, and I pulled Flora closer, my strength momentarily leaving me as we collapsed onto the bed.
Amid the intoxicating aftershocks, I gazed into Flora’s eyes, her moist, violet irises shimmering like waves, reflecting my own longing.
Her eyes were filled with desire.
And the reflection in them showed that I was no different.
Her slightly parted, reddened lips glistened with traces of our passion.
For a while, we simply stared at each other, lost for words.
The electrifying sensations still lingered, leaving us breathless, our heated breaths mingling.
Flora was the first to speak.
She reached for the ring of the collar around my neck and whispered:
“Peridot… You belong to me. Forever.”
Her hand slowly trailed down my face, and where her fingertips brushed, I felt a lingering warmth that sent another shiver through me.
I grasped her hand and kissed the back of it.
The soft sound of lips parting echoed in the quiet room.
“You’re mine as well. You’re never leaving my side.”
As I gently traced my fingers over the collar on her neck, I whispered my own words of devotion—a mixture of love and obsession intertwining between us.
“Peridot.”
She called my name again, this time, her voice softer.
“…It’s not enough.”
With those words, she moved atop me.
Her motions sent a new wave of sensation coursing through me.
She kissed my collarbone, trailing lower before lightly biting my neck.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, letting my body follow her movements.
The heat between us only grew stronger as her soft, damp skin brushed against mine.
My body burned with the sensation.
Soon, she traced her fingers down my thigh, her touch slowly moving toward a more intimate place.
The teasing sensation nearly made me lose myself all over again.
Drunk on each other, we continued to lose ourselves in passionate love atop the bed.
The air was thick with breathless gasps and entangled moans.
Our bodies and hearts intertwined, craving each other endlessly.