A Night Without Defenses

After a brief period of stillness, a subtle change occurred in the bedroom following Aemeath's stammering, "I'm not that lewd."

Looking at Aemeath just a second ago, but was now embarrassed and flustered by his question, Lu Yan suddenly felt relieved.

An indescribable tenderness filled his entire chest.

It turns out that he wasn't the only one clumsily testing the waters in this intimate emotional game.

The woman who boasted about being his sugar daddy, Aemeath, was actually just as clueless as him when it came to real romantic love.

The helpless, bitter smile on Lu Yan's lips gradually melted away, turning into a gentle smile.

Looking at Aemeath's embarrassed expression, as if she wanted to turn into an ostrich, he suddenly felt like teasing the adorable Aemeath.

Instead of backing down, he turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the black lace battle dress he had personally chosen, which accentuated her fair and rounded curves.

"Since you don't think that way..." Lu Yan deliberately dragged out his words, a teasing smile playing on his lips, and said softly, "Then, shall we continue?"

This teasing remark completely ignited Aemeath.

Aemeath had been somewhat bewildered and shy, widened her eyes immediately upon hearing these words.

The determination she had prepared that afternoon was reignited by Lu Yan's teasing tone.

"You..." Aemeath glared at him angrily, her once fair cheeks now as red as a ripe peach.

She moved to the edge of the bed, straightened up, crossed her long, straight legs, and struck a pose that was both imposing and seductive.

She extended her slender, white finger and pointed to the striking battle suit she was wearing.

"Look carefully! I even wore this outfit that you personally picked out, and now you're asking me if I still want it!"

Aemeath raised her chin, though panic still lingered in her eyes, her tone remained fierce. "Do you think it didn't take me long to change into this outfit?"

"Let me tell you, you have to give in today, whether you like it or not! You can't just take advantage of me and run away as you please!"

Lu Yan was stunned to see her looking like a cat with its fur standing on end.

He was genuinely Aemeath's thought process and her sudden outburst.

This initial surprise was quickly replaced by intense emotion.

Lu Yan didn't speak. He quietly watched Aemeath, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, looking both angry and breathtakingly beautiful.

The warm yellow light from the desk lamp bathed her, giving her long pink hair a soft golden edge. The heart-shaped Tacit Mark below her collarbone rose and fell slightly with her rapid breathing, exuding a fatal attraction.

Lu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed.

If you back down now, you're not a real man.

He stepped forward and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The mattress sank slightly because of his movement, and the distance between the two instantly closed to the point where they could hear each other's breathing.

Lu Yan's sudden approach instantly dampened Aemeath's newly formed arrogance.

She instinctively tried to shrink back, but Lu Yan had already reached out and wrapped his arms around her.

Their eyes met.

The awkwardness from before was gone, as was the deliberate flirting.

Lu Yan's eyes were like a bottomless pool, churning with an uncontrollable longing and overflowing emotions.

And within Aemeath's golden starlight, the image of him, whose eyes were filled with nothing but her, was also reflected. All her shyness and anger were ignited by this tender gaze, and love was rekindled.

It's unclear who made the first move; perhaps it was Lu Yan, or perhaps it was Aemeath.

Their lips met in the quiet bedroom.

It was completely different from the impulsive, even somewhat clumsy, kiss on the living room sofa a few days ago.

He lifted one hand off the bed and gently cradled the back of Aemeath's head, his fingers weaving through her soft, pink hair, pressing her closer to him.

His other hand moved slowly upwards along her slender, soft waist, feeling the burning heat and slight trembling emanating from her body through the thin fabric.

"Ugh..." Aemeath let out a soft, panting sound, like a cat whimpering.

This voice became the final spark that ignited reason.

Lu Yan's tongue easily pried open her teeth, all that remained was the desire to completely merge her into his own, probing into that territory that belonged to him.

It was a long, deep kiss that made you almost forget the passage of time.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths grew increasingly rapid, and the temperature on each other's skin rose wildly.

Aemeath's hands, which had been supporting her on the bed, had somehow wrapped around Lu Yan's neck. She gripped the back of his pajamas tightly, her body going limp involuntarily. She could only lean against Lu Yan's chest, enduring his torrential love.

Under the onslaught of this kiss, only the sounds of their intertwined breaths and the soft rustling of fabric remained in the room.

When Lu Yan finally ended the kiss with reluctance and pulled away slightly, a thin, ambiguous strand of saliva even appeared between their lips.

Aemeath was breathing heavily, her eyes completely veiled with a hazy, watery light.

Her cheeks flushed, and she leaned limply against Lu Yan's arm.

"A-Yan..." Aemeath murmured his name unconsciously, her voice carrying a coquettish tone that could melt anyone's bones.

Lu Yan's eyes were completely filled with the firelight.

He looked at the battle suit she was so proud of.

The black color created a striking visual contrast against her fair, jade-like skin.

Lu Yan's breathing became heavy. His fingers traced the lines of her neck, moving downwards, the rough calluses on his fingertips gently brushing across the skin of her collarbone, finally resting on her most sensitive spot.

Under that ultimate gentleness and restraint of exploration, Aemeath's body gave the most honest response.

She was like a delicate flower, slowly blooming after being watered by spring rain.

That indescribable tingling sensation climbed up my spine.

Lu Yan knew that she was fully prepared, both physically and mentally.

At this critical moment, Lu Yan's last shred of rationality was still at play.

His other hand reached for the plastic box that Aemeath casually tossed onto the edge of the bed.

Although she had just used it as a tool for teasing, it was ultimately a safety measure he had prepared to protect her.

"Wait a minute..." Lu Yan's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible. His fingers trembled as he gripped the edge of the box, trying to open it with one hand.

However, just as his fingers touched the box, a soft hand suddenly covered him and stopped him.

Lu Yan was slightly taken aback, then looked up and met Aemeath's golden eyes, which had regained some clarity.

Aemeath looked at him, the previous daze gone from her eyes, replaced by stubbornness.

She took the unopened box from Lu Yan's hand.

To Lu Yan's astonishment, she waved her arm.

The square box arced through the air before she accurately tossed it into the trash can.

"Aemeath?" Lu Yan looked at her, puzzled, his Adam's apple bobbing. "That..."

"Don't use this." Aemeath cupped Lu Yan's cheeks in her hands, interrupting him with a gentle yet unwavering tone.

She looked at the man in front of her who was trying to pull back from the brink at this moment because he wanted to protect her, and she was deeply moved.

Aemeath leaned closer, her nose touching his, their warm breaths mingling, and her thumb gently stroked Lu Yan's burning cheek.

Her eyes deepened with affection. "Those are things meant to create barriers. But A-Yan, I don't want any barriers between you and me."

I want to feel your warmth clearly, to feel every beat of your heart.

I want you to embrace me without reservation, just as I came to you without reservation.

Upon hearing these words, the last thread of reason in Lu Yan's mind snapped completely.

In the dead of night as April was drawing to a close, in this private space that belonged only to the two of them, all their defenses and concerns turned to ashes before the words, "No need for barriers."

Lu Yan let out a low sigh.

He leaned down and pressed Aemeath into the soft bed.

The battle suit slipped off quietly during their struggle.

The spring rain outside the window continued to fall gently, but inside, the fierce storm was just beginning.