Love. (Continued)

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

Maria blinked, her words quite direct.

But Lamaline seemed unwilling to speak, angrily pulling the blanket over her.

She really wasn't asleep, but... she didn't want to talk to Maria either!

"Um?"

Maria Lamaline's unusual behavior.

She paused for a few moments, then quietly walked over, trying to pull down the sheet to see Lamaline's current state.

Unfortunately, Lamaline seemed determined not to let Maria meet her eyes, so she gripped the blanket tightly and refused to let go.

This made Maria even more confused.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing!"

A muffled sound came from under the covers, which didn't sound like anything was wrong.

Maria tilted her head in confusion.

She was certain Lamaline was a little angry, but... why was she angry?

After thinking for a moment, Maria was also somewhat puzzled.

Seeing how tightly the other person was gripping the blanket, she hesitated for a moment before reaching out and carefully placing her hand on the side of the bedding.

Moving slowly...

"Ya!"

The cool touch made the girl gasp softly.

The blanket fell to the ground, and she glared fiercely at Maria, her face flushed.

"What... what are you doing?!"

Lamaline spoke shyly, and the way she raised her head also showed a lot of dissatisfaction.

But Maria did not respond. She simply looked quietly at the girl with red eyes in front of her and sighed softly in silence.

"You cried?"

"... I don't!"

Lamaline then realized that Maria had seen her, and her face immediately flushed red.

Even so, she remained stubborn.

His eyes kept glancing at Maria beside him.

Maria sat quietly to the side, her slightly furrowed brows suggesting she was deep in thought.

She simply couldn't understand what had caused Lamaline to look like this.

But she couldn't come up with an answer.

"... well."

Seeing Maria like this, Lamaline would come to her senses, sighed instead.

What exactly am I expecting?

You know perfectly well what kind of person Maria is, so why do you still have such unrealistic hopes for her?

What a... idiot...

Lamaline sighed and shook her head slightly.

"It's nothing... Let's go to sleep."

As she spoke, she gently patted the bed next to her, as if making room for her.

She had already thought that tonight's events were pretty much over.

But Maria had a different idea.

"You're still angry... aren't you?"

Maria asked simply, her words tinged with doubt.

Lamaline, however, just pouted helplessly.

"So what if you're angry? You're not going to..."

Lamaline could finish speaking, the tender fruit pressed directly against her chest, and the graceful figure twisted its body to press against hers.

"Again?"

Lamaline, her mouth gagged, felt somewhat helpless, yet also sighed.

Maria is always like this, awkwardly expressing her emotions...

But... is that why I'm not worried about her being tricked by someone else?

Lost in thought, Lamaline silently closed her eyes, preparing to savor the other's clumsiness.

But at that very moment, she suddenly froze.

Because she felt it, that soft, delicate touch gently brushed against the tip of her tongue!

Eh...

Huh?

Hey hey hey!

Lamaline suddenly widened her eyes.

She wanted to say something more, but Maria's attack came down quickly, and the emotionally unstable Lamaline suddenly felt short of breath.

She thought Maria would resort to the same old trick, clumsily trying to win her forgiveness with a kiss, just like before.

But...

How did she manage to increase the number so quickly?

The main... active attack?!

Wait! I'm not ready yet!

Lamaline's breathing became rapid. She placed her hands on Maria's back and initially tried to struggle, but after a few moments, she seemed to accept reality and slowly began to enjoy it.

It's like savoring a glass of aged wine.

First, the tip of the tongue touches it, followed by an initial cool sensation, and then a surge of intense, fiery passion follows.

The liquor surged to the back of my tongue, lubricating me little by little, before finally plunging into my throat. I couldn't swallow it; I could only let it flow down my throat bit by bit.

A strange sense of being controlled lingered, tinged with confusion.

The temperature gradually rises...

"Call..."

After a long while, they parted.

The thin lines were stretched very long, and then disappeared into silence.

Snap...

It's broken...

Lamaline lay quietly, as if exhausted, her fair skin now tinged with an alluring blush.

Her breathing went from excited to calm, and finally settled into tranquility.

Are you still angry?

Maria sat sideways next to Lamaline, blinked, and remained calm.

He appears to be physically unharmed.

Lamaline, however, only quietly enjoyed this hazy state for a while before slightly opening her eyes.

"I'm not the kind of woman who's easy to please..."

She murmured, as if talking to herself, or perhaps coquettishly.

Having finally gotten Maria to take the initiative like this, she wasn't willing to let it end like this.

She wanted more...

This made Maria fall silent for a moment.

But after a moment, as if she had made up her mind, she slowly raised herself up.

"Um."

That's good.

Hearing the answer, Lamaline closed her eyes with relief, preparing to continue enjoying that gentle yet rough touch.

Can...

After waiting for a while, Lamaline didn't get what she wanted. Instead, the rustling sound of clothes came again.

She opened her eyes in confusion.

But then she noticed that her fair, silver hair was slowly falling down in front of her.

A slender, unadorned fairy lay exposed to the air, her graceful figure exquisite and delicate. She appeared before Lamaline in her purest form...

"Huh?"

Lamaline was suddenly startled, but before she could think of anything, Maria had already walked over.

"I've never done anything like that before..."

"Huh?!"

"But I will try my best."

After Maria finished speaking, she took a deep breath and slowly lifted a corner of the blanket.

Lamaline, in a daze, slowly widened her eyes.

In the last moment of her memory, only one thought remained in her mind.

'I just... wanted to kiss you a little longer...'

After one night...

Lamaline slowly awoke to the dawn of the next day.

Her eyes widened slightly, as if she were still a little dazed, but she quickly noticed that she was lying on her side on the pillow, which was still wet with tears.

Last night...

Own...

Did you cry?

Ah?!

Lamaline was taken aback, and slowly raised herself up.

The thin blankets slipped off her body without any resistance, revealing her graceful figure.

At this moment, it was as if she had completed a transformation.

To be honest, Lamaline had heard many people describe how physically weak and mentally exhausted they felt afterward, but...

She had none of those feelings.

She could only feel the blood rushing and surging through her body, as if the carnival had not yet ended and was still incredibly active.

She felt that her spirit and body had undergone an unprecedented sublimation, as if she had been reborn.

The faint sounds of whimpering and sobbing still lingered in her mind.

The more of her memories returned, the more ashamed she felt...