Back Home - 2 [R18—Skippable]

Once inside, Seraphine closed the door with a quiet click. The room dimmed under the soft glow of enchanted wall lamps, casting golden shadows that danced across the white furniture and polished floor. Leon didn't have time to say anything—her hand grabbed his, pulling him further inside, the door now sealed behind them.

She turned, her lavender hair slipping over one shoulder, eyes warm with desire. Slowly, she stepped closer, her fingers brushing his chest, tracing the details on his shirt. The air around them felt heavy, charged with tension.

They didn't speak.

Seraphine leaned in, kissing him slowly—saying more with that kiss than words could. Their lips squelched gently with every movement. Her hands slid under his shirt, feeling his skin. Leon moved with her, gently pushing until the back of her legs touched the bed.

He paused to tuck her hair behind her ear. "Are you sure?" he asked softly.

She gave a small nod. "Yes… I'm sure."