Does it hurt?

"I do not know when we will meet again and neither do you," she pushed him down on the bed and fell on his back. She then climbed on top of him. "The last time you asked for something from me before I left, now it's my turn. You are leaving, and I want something from you," Auriana said, and he smiled, holding her waist with both hands.

"May I know what you'd like?" Lyrus asked, happy to indulge her in this way. Having her on top of him in this way stirred something in him that he had to suppress so that he would not do something he'd regret later, although he doubted that he would.

Auriana stopped to think before she replied. Although she had said she wanted something, she didn't know what she would ask for. "I want you to touch me," Auriana said. She began undoing the buttons on his shirt, having the desire to see him without a fabric on him.