Love-1 (18+)

"You're doing it again," Lyra pouted, her voice laced with mild annoyance. 

"Ah? I was just thinking about something," Ian replied without dodging her eyes. 

"But you, girl, why do you have so many complaints when I look at you? Am I not good enough?" 

This thin-skinned girl only knew how to complain. After they shared a kiss, he didn't think just looking at her was a big deal. 

"No... it's not like that. It just... makes me uncomfortable," Lyra said softly. 

After hearing her, Ian stopped walking, grabbed her hand, and dragged her to a corner away from the crowd.

"What… What are you doing?" Lyra asked in surprise.

Ian didn't reply. He found a quiet spot, sat down, and released her hand before looking at her.

"Sit," he asked her, signaling to the bench next to him.

"No, it's getting late. Let's go," Lyra said, not wanting to sit in the corner. She felt too shy.

Seeing that she was still acting like a little girl, he stretched his hand, placed it on her waist, and carried her onto his lap in one swift motion.

"Ahh.."

Lyra was thinking about returning to her carriage when she realized that she was already in Ian's lap.

"What are doing again? You always do such sudden things."

She asked aggrievedly, her wide eyes, bright red ears, and blushing face making anyone who saw her feel pity. 

"Haha, who told you to talk back? Shouldn't I cheer up my girlfriend?"

He asked in return while adjusting her body in his lap, making her sit closer; her natural fragrance particularly refreshing him. He couldn't help but softly caress her body, clearly in the mood.

"Is this cheering me up or cheering you up?" 

Lyra said with a blushing face after finding something hard standing directly below her butt.

'Bad guy!' 

She was completely flustered and confused. All his touching and caressing had left her limp, making her feel mushy all over.

"Eh?" 

Her words dumbfounded Ian. 

'This girl knows such words too?'

Seeing that Ian was looking at her in pure surprise, Lyra felt shy to the core. She had just been teased all over by this guy and didn't know what to say, so she slipped her tongue.

"Ian... let's go home. It is already late." 

So, Lyra tried to divert his attention and stood up from Ian's lap.

However, how could Ian let her go that easily? He tightened his arm around her waist, making her sit on his lap again, this time directly on it.

"Ah!" 

Lyra felt something hot getting sandwiched between her buttcheeks. Even with all the clothes on, she could feel the warmth.

"Don't... mmm...."

Ian didn't let her think too much as his mouth captured hers and his tongue began to ravage hers in a wild manner.

After such a strong offensive, Lyra deflated almost immediately, not even caring about something poking her below.

'System, receive the Phantom Veil secret technique.'

He gave the order almost immediately. While receiving the complex information in his mind, his lips captured her tongue and sucked it in relish, caressing her wantonly.

Since his mental power was many times higher than before, he perfectly absorbed the knowledge, like a sponge absorbing water.

'Phantom Veil!'

After reaching the perfect realm of the secret technique, he used his life energy and mental power to cover their bodies completely, making them invisible.

Ian then caressed Lyra's back while savoring the kiss they shared, without any worry about the gaze of others.

'Soft...'

Lyra's lips were so soft that he had the urge to bite them many times. But instead, he entered his tongue in search of hers, caressing her in various ways.

Although Lyra wasn't rejecting him, she wasn't active either. Her tongue remained passive, letting him do whatever he wanted.

'Mmm...'

Suddenly, she felt big hands caressing her butt, mauling it in various ways while the hot rod below made her hot all over. 

"Hah... hah... Ian..."

When Ian let go of her mouth, she tried to protest by dodging his hand below, but she was weak all over and instead sat down hard, making it almost look like catering.

"Hiss..."

Ian felt his rod hitting a soft mysterious place making him berserk. In the heat, he began to glide it along the crack while slowly caressing her perky buttocks. 

"Ah... Ian... Don't..." Lyra felt a current flowing through her body, making her weak all over. 

"Ian... don't do this... Others will see us..."

She tried to reason while placing her face on his shoulder and breathing hard, not realizing that her heavy breathing in Ian's ears was making him even more excited.

Her undergarment was all wet and she was rubbed all over making her comfortable yet uncomfortable at the same time.

This was the first time she felt this novel yet shameful feeling, making her want to dive deeper but also afraid.

"Don't worry... nobody will see us here..."

Ian said while kissing her fair neck and grinding his hips in rhythm. He then pushed her a little, turning her face towards him, and kissed her lips again.

"Mmmm ~ mhm..."

"Use your tongue... just like me. " He didn't forget to guide Lyra, as her passive behavior wasn't to his liking.

"Mh?"

"Uh.. like that..."

Lyra was all confused and followed everything he said. She was already muddy in her mind, indulging in this carnal desire.

So, as the passion ablaze, both of them were swaying their hips in sync, kissing in turns, while caressing each other in no time.