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Aris looked down at Van, his head resting on her lap.
In the silence, faint sounds of steady breathing were audible.
His eyes were closed, his expression unusually peaceful instead of frowning due to nightmares.
She observed his pale complexion. The heavy eye bags under his eyes were proof of his bad sleep quality, and the weight of his head was unnaturally light.
She reached out her hand and put it on his chest. His heartbeat was faint, but present.
The body under her hand felt extremely frail. Lennok’s clothes usually hid how skinny he actually was.
Stirring up from sleep, Lennok’s eyes slowly fluttered open.
He was met with Aris’s face, silently staring at him.
Unlike usual, her expression was unusually dark.
Although she undoubtedly noticed that he was awake, Aris didn’t speak, her hand moving away from his chest.
"…Aris?" he called out.
She didn’t react.
Instead, she carefully traced the contours of his ribs, feeling his skin through the faint fabric of his clothes.
"Aris?"
Moving down, Aris slipped her hand under his shirt, touching his bare skin. She could feel Lennok tensing up.
"Aris?!"
Panic finally settled in, his pupils shaking.
His mind was in a mess, nearly failing to register the situation.
Despite being able to even defeat ascenders on a battlefield, when it came to emotional issues, he often became clumsy.
What was she doing all of a sudden?
A part of him knew, but he wasn’t sure if he really wanted to know.
After a brief pause, Aris stood up and changed positions, her head hovering above him as one hand supported her weight next to his face, trapping him. Lennok’s head now rested on the sofa.
He could feel the touch of her fingers on his torso, becoming self-conscious of his weak body. He was somewhat insecure about being so scrawny.
Meanwhile, Aris’s face reflected no emotional fluctuation.
There was something ominous about her slow movements.
Lennok had goosebumps. He didn’t know if it was from the situation or from the cold air in the room.
Then, her hand stopped, her arm lifting up, and she started to remove his shirt.
Lennok completely froze.
At that moment, Aris’s gaze met his.
The weight of the situation sank in.
The thought of teleporting out of this room dominated his mind, yet at the same time, the repercussions of such an action made him hesitate.
Would their relationship be affected if he pushed her away?
Indecisive, Lennok’s pupils trembled violently.
Aris took advantage of that time to continue, her hands moving toward his belt.
Lennok reacted.
"Aris!" he called again, his voice now tinged with anxiety.
No dangerous enemy could get such a panicked reaction out of the fearsome Demon King of Balkan.
He moved his arms to stop her this time, yet Aris’s actions continued.
Aris thought that, if she could check Lennok’s heartbeat now, it would beat much faster.
Lennok’s thoughts ran fast. He had to make a decision now.
It was true that Aris was a precious person to him.
However, was he willing to take it this far?
A presence behind the door was felt. Jenny.
Lennok instantly used magic to lock it. He also made any teleportation inside the room impossible.
"Van, is there a problem?"
She must have heard his voice.
The sound of Jenny forcing on the door and finding it locked was heard.
"Van?"
She became increasingly worried.
Trying to teleport inside, she found that it was impossible.
This was inside the Magic Tower. Did the Ouroboros magic system have a problem? Was there something wrong with Van?
"Van, are you okay?!"
(He suddenly recalled to prevent Davi from leaving the cyber space too.)
While he was distracted, Aris had time to open his belt.
Lennok instantly put up a sound barrier to block any sounds from leaking outside the room.
"W-wait-"
She lowered his trousers, directly reaching for his underwear.
Too late.
"…"
Aris stared.
Lennok felt exposed.
His pupils continued to shake, completely rigid under her gaze.
Now, there was nothing to stop anymore. It was already taken too far.
Not giving up, he attempted to insist.
"J- There’s Jenny-"
Aris ignored him and gracefully unbuttoned her blouse.
Lennok’s voice died in his throat.
His eyes were involuntarily drawn for a few seconds before he looked away, embarrassed. Her beauty was still as stunning as always.
He audibly gulped.
Aris moved away their clothes with magic.
Their gazes met.
He could feel her breath reaching him.
Even with his mage’s reason, his emotions were in turmoil. It clearly did not help in such a situation.
Aris paused an inch away from him. Through her image, she sensed Lennok’s emotions, and determined that it was fine to continue. Then, her face got closer, pulling him into a deep kiss.
Her naked skin brushing against him in the process felt warm.
Lennok was agitated.
Even before coming to WORLD 3.0, he had stayed in his room playing games and remained a virgin, yet now, moreover in an extremely weak body, this was happening?
Wearing Van’s face, he squeezed his eyes shut.
The sensations were even more vivid than before. The hair touching his face. Her lips on his. Her tongue clumsily entering his mouth.
'She smells good,' he thought.
Briefly pulling away to breathe, the faint chuckle coming from her reached his ears.
Feeling a touch against his lower part, he hurriedly opened his eyes.
"Wait, condoms-"
She didn’t listen, sealing his lips with another kiss.
He groaned.
The touch of her hand around his cock was vivid, softly rubbing some lubricant she had taken from who knows where around it.
Lennok winced.
Maybe it was time to reconsider his life’s choices.
Feeling the cock in her hand gradually hardening, Aris finished lubricating and brought the opening of her legs closer.
As it entered her pussy, Aris flinched. Lennok under her also gasped.
She slowly lowered her hips, the sensation of his cock entering deeper into her clearly felt by both of them.
Due to his weaker constitution, Lennok was far more sensitive than her and even more stimulated. Aris made extra care not to hurt him in the process.
Their breathings quickened.
His mind overwhelmed by foreign sensations, Lennok struggled to maintain his composure. However, he was completely at a loss as to what to do.
Aris pulling up her hips again brought a sharp gasp out of him.
He regretted not taking painkillers beforehand, at least that would have made his senses far more dull.
Aris thrusted as a slow pace, what was going through her mind unknown except for a faint flush on her cheeks betraying her embarrassment, but Lennok was already overstimulated.
He could only keep his mouth shut to keep what was left of his dignity intact.
"Ah…!"
Her moans echoed through the room as his cock hit a sensitive spot, the sound not helping his already reacting lower area. Her pussy tightened further around his cock and made him forget to breathe.
However, as expected from his weak body, it took him only a few seconds to ejaculate.
Aris’s eyes widened. "Hmm…!"
Lennok’s strength left him, his mind in a daze. His muscles were shaking from fatigue, but he mainly felt mental exhaustion.
He lied there for a few seconds.
Aris was still on top of him, facing him naked.
Since that happened anyway, he allowed his eyes to wander. She was unmistakably beautiful.
The curves of her body. Her breasts. The way she sensually stared down at him.
Seeing her faint smile, he suddenly felt frustrated.
Since things had gotten to this point, why did he have to be subjected to it?
He used Cheonui Mubong with Sadohwa and Cheonhwa Manrihyang and grabbed Aris’s wrist as she reached out toward him.
Her face displayed surprise, aware that he wasn’t supposed to have the strength to block her arm so firmly.
A sinister look in his eyes, Lennok shifted their positions with teleportation so that she was the one lying on the sofa this time.
He much preferred being in control.
Aris’s intuition finally told her that something was wrong.
Van’s lips pulled up into a sadistic grin.
"I’ll take the lead this time."
"Huh?"