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August 3rd Republic Year 369 (Stellar Year 2150)
He knew going to her room at this hour was a bad decision. Shin had never been impulsive while dealing with other people, but she made him into a fool with a single glance. Slightly drunk on Pinot Noir and desire, he was pushed forward by the thought of impending separation.
The man partially wished she wouldn't answer the knock, so this pitiful side of him would never be revealed. That was until the mesmerizing silver eyes emerged from the room, and any hesitation disappeared without a trace.
"Shin? What are you doing here?" Lena asked innocently, not noticing the burning gaze lying on her body.
The visitor was still wearing a tuxedo, but the tie was visibly loose, untidily hanging from his neck. Her old habits kicked in, and she took a step forward to straighten it. Realizing what she had done only when her hand was already touching his chest, Lena got remarkably flustered.
"Shit. I shouldn’t have come here."
His breath got deeper, but he couldn’t force himself to back away. Shin hated himself for those beastly desires when the girl in front of him was practically an angel. Ironically, it was this heavenly beauty of hers that fueled the dirty thoughts torturing the young man.
"You’re burning up! Did you drink too much at the reception?"
The woman checked his forehead, noticing the unusually high temperature. In her worry, she reduced the distance between them, leaving scarce room for Shin’s imagination. Lena had a thin robe over the black dress, but he knew well what was underneath it.
"Two or three glasses, I didn’t pay much attention."
It was not enough to get him wasted, but Dionysus had his way of amplifying hidden desires. Shin had no idea if the intoxication was caused by the wine or the backless dress Lena had on tonight. He gently caressed her hair, causing her blush to deepen.
“Fuck. You’re so adorable.”
"S-shin? W-w-what’s going on?"
The shade of her cheeks could rival the ripest strawberries, which left Shin wondering if she would taste the same.
"I know I’m a madman. I know I shouldn’t. I know the chances of coming back alive are grim. But damn it, this is the first time I’m sure of anything. This is what I want. If you don’t feel the same, then please, close the door. We can forget it ever happened. Otherwise, I’ll interpret it as a welcome."
His eyes were filled with insatiable hunger, but he had always worshiped the ground she walked on. If Lena said but a word, he would back down and support her without any fuss. The girl, despite the embarrassment, felt her heart racing in anticipation. She had no guts to make the first move, but the man she loved showed up at her door, begging for permission.
"I h-haven’t closed it…" She muttered under her breath, not knowing how long the silence between them had lasted.
Shin gave her the warmest smile she had ever seen, with a loving gaze focused solely on her. Lena mustered the courage, narrowing the space cruelly separating their bodies. The hand buried in her hair gently pulled the girl closer, with Lena closing her eyes as an invitation. Shin put his lips on hers, beginning slowly, almost with caution. It was new for both of them, but this ancient art wasn’t taking long to learn. The kiss got more intense as the lust took over the two lovers. None of them knew how they ended up inside, but the sound of the door closing wasn’t enough to stop their affection.