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Black Heaven, Units 16, 18, 22
Elena had just finished her shower and changed into her pajamas.
The moment she stepped into her bedroom, she saw Ron sitting on her bed.
"Why are you in my room?"
Ron shrugged. "Jenna arranged it."
"She said there weren't any guest rooms, so I should stay with you."
Of course, there were guest rooms.
But after witnessing Ron's abilities, Jenna was too overwhelmed to care. Even now, she was still muttering "Oh my God!" under her breath every few minutes.
So, she didn't bother preparing a guest room.
And since Ron was brought back by Elena… and they were holding hands when they arrived…
It was only natural for Jenna to assume they should stay together.
"You're done with your shower? Then I'll go take one too."
Ron stood up and took off his shirt, revealing his well-defined, chiseled muscles. Then, he headed toward the bathroom.
Watching that perfect physique disappear into the bathroom, Elena suddenly felt her mouth go dry.
She had touched him plenty during the day.
But this was the first time she had actually seen him like this.
Wait.
Hold on a second.
Ron was taking a shower…
And then he was going to sleep in her room?
No way… right?
Ron hummed a tune as he quickly rinsed off. Afterward, he pulled out a fresh set of clothes from his storage space and changed.
Creak~
The door wasn't locked.
Elena, despite her protests, hesitated only for a moment before pushing it open.
Ron stepped inside.
"You're really going to sleep here?"
Elena was wrapped tightly in her blanket, only her big, round eyes peeking out. When she saw
that Ron had fully dressed, a flicker of disappointment flashed through her gaze.
"What else am I supposed to do? Sleep in the hallway?"
Ron closed the door and climbed into bed.
Before he even said anything, Elena had already scooted over, making space for him.
The moment he lay down, she snuggled up against him.
Her earlier reluctance was just a formality.
After everything that had happened today, her mind was buzzing, but her body was
exhausted. Nestling into Ron's arms, resting her head against his chest, she inhaled his scent.
She felt safe.
Comfortable.
Held tightly against his warmth, Ron slid a hand down to cup a small, firm curve.
"Mmm~ This position isn't comfortable~"
Elena's voice trembled slightly.
"Alright, let's try another one."
With a simple shift, Ron turned them over.
Now, Elena was lying with her back against his chest. One of his arms became her pillow, while the other hand expertly found a softer spot to rest on…
"How about this?"
Elena was furious and embarrassed all at once.
This bastard—why was he so experienced at this?!
She had only ever had one admirer before.
But just as their relationship was about to become official, her parents passed away.
So they broke it off before anything could happen.
She had never even been touched by a man before.
And now, she wanted to push him away.
But his warmth…
Instead of pushing him off, her hands instinctively pulled him closer, pressing herself against him even more.
Sinking deeper into his embrace.
The next second, warm breath tickled her ear.
"Don't press too hard. They're already small enough. Any more, and they'll disappear."
Elena froze.
Her glowing, bashful smile stiffened.
Small?
Too small?!
You sure didn't mind their size when you were groping them just now!
She grabbed his hand and brought it to her mouth.
Then, she bit down.
"Ow~! Damn, that's hard!"
It felt like biting into a brick. Her teeth hurt.
Now she was even more pissed.
"If you think I'm too small, why don't you go find someone bigger?!"
Ron inhaled the sweet scent of her hair and whispered against her ear.
"No need. I like them just the way they are."
'Like them just the way they are?'
Wait—did that mean…
He had a childhood sweetheart?!
Noticing her confusion, Ron leaned in and murmured a clarification.
"I mean…"
Oh.
Elena's big, sparkling eyes blinked.
Then, without thinking, she blurted out, "How big do you like them?"
"Big enough that when you wrap your arms around them, they fit perfectly in your grasp."
Elena smirked mischievously.
"Then you might have to wait a long time."
"No, I can't wait that long. You better work hard."
"Mmm~?" She pursed her lips, her smile fading. "Are you saying you'd replace me?"
Ron shook his head lightly. "You can't expect me not to look for something better, can you?"
"Hmph!" Elena huffed in frustration. "Then I'll find someone better than you too!"
Ron exhaled softly against her ear.
"You really think there's anyone in this world better than me?"
"You—!"
Elena was furious.
Because she couldn't think of anyone who could compare.
Mysterious, powerful, and completely honest.
And, more importantly, ridiculously handsome.
Which just made her even more frustrated.
Unable to argue back, she simply flipped over and pinned him down.
"I'll show you! I'll show you! I'll show you who's best~~!"
What started as playful wrestling took a strange turn.
At some point, the dim lighting in the room blurred into a soft, pinkish-purple glow.
The air grew thick with a sugary sweetness.
Their bodies pressed together.
Her skin, smooth and warm.
Her eyes, misty and dazed.
Her figure…
Well… let's just say, not exactly mountainous, but still plenty inviting.
"Ron, you absolute bastard…"
Two hours later, a completely exhausted Elena finally drifted into sleep.
Even in her dreams, she was still mumbling complaints under her breath.
"....."