Without hesitation, Rex removed the last of his clothing, his gaze locked on Cleo. Her eyes widened, a mix of curiosity and apprehension flickering across her face.
This was new, uncharted territory for someone who had lived lifetimes but had never experienced the depths of physical connection in this way.
Though her people once engaged in such intimacy, it had become a forgotten practice, leaving her both intrigued and captivated by the forbidden nature of it all.
"R-Rex... wait, I..." Cleo's voice faltered, uncertain. She tried to express her hesitation, but before the words could form fully, she felt the warmth of his touch and the closeness of his presence.
A soft gasp escaped her lips as she instinctively gripped the sheets beneath her, her body responding to sensations unfamiliar and overwhelming.