Kurenai's kiss was clumsy but passionate.
Her lips were soft, though they trembled slightly. She was clearly inexperienced, and her teeth even knocked against Guy's lip.
Only Guy's response kept the awkward kiss going.
He gently cupped the back of her head, guiding her into a better angle and rhythm.
Gradually, Kurenai got the hang of it.
Her tentative exploration gave way to something bolder.
The hands that had been clutching Guy's collar began to wander upward.
They brushed over his chest and neck, until her cool fingertips touched the back of his neck.
Guy stiffened.
Her fingers felt like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, snapping him back to his senses.
No! I can't! Not yet!
At that critical moment, a thought flashed through Guy's mind.
The Indestructible Vajra Technique!
Only a virgin can practice it!
Those words exploded in his mind like thunder.
He was at a crucial stage of cultivation.
If he lost his virginity now, all his progress with this supreme protective technique might go to waste!
How could he throw away a hard-won, top-grade secret art for a moment's impulse?
Two years at most. I can hold out!!!
Guy gritted his teeth and pressed his hands against Kurenai's cheeks.
With great difficulty, he pushed her face a little way from his.
Their lips parted, drawing out a thin strand of saliva.
Kurenai's cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy and moist, her breathing uneven.
She looked at Guy and whispered, "Guy... we're already sixteen..."
His heart flared again.
They were sixteen, after all.
Under Minato's decree, they were old enough to marry.
They could be together openly now, and do those intimate things without hiding.
But Guy took a deep breath and hurriedly recited a Buddhist prayer to himself.
Namo Amitabha...
Only after