"Short Man"

Dyon felt like he was in heaven.

"Mm," Madeleine couldn't help a moan from her lips.

She slowly slid her underwear down, letting Dyon run his hands along her body.

Dyon couldn't help spinning her around, kissing her firmly.

Madeleine moaned as she felt Dyon's strong hands grab onto her ass, pulling her into his lap.

Dyon looked up at the heavily breathing Madeleine grinning, "It seems the winter solstice really took a toll on you, hmm?"

Madeleine held onto Dyon's face, looking down into his eyes with fervent passion.

"Hmph, you're going to have to marry me before you get to have all of me."

Dyon smiled bitterly, but then he grinned, thinking of something.

"I wonder what would happen if I used my aurora to increase your sensitivity," An evil smile appeared on Dyon's face.

"Wai—!"

Before Madeleine could respond, a delicate flame had appeared in Dyon's hand, slipping slowly along her leg.