Eleonora decided to separate from Leonar's body on her own.
She couldn't wait any longer.
Leonar felt that strange sensation again, as if a part of him was detaching, leaving a feeling of emptiness and a slight chill in the air.
Upon separating, Eleonora appeared naked and hugged Leonar. Her breasts pressed softly against his chest, leaving Leonar surprised.
Certainly, there were times when Eleonora acted on her own or ended up doing something completely opposite to what Leonar expected.
But this...
It was quite exciting!
Leonar felt his heart race, not just from the closeness but from the coldness Eleonora emanated despite the environment's temperature.
"Eleonora, what...?" Leonar began to say, but was interrupted by Eleonora.
"I used up quite a bit of MP fighting those wolves," Eleonora explained with a voice trying to be casual but couldn't hide some excitement.
Her red eyes glowed with a hunger that wasn't just for power.
The space they were in was narrow, but it had enough room for them to do 'that' comfortably.
Leonar, feeling the sweat on his skin and Eleonora's body barely moist, noted that the situation was, without a doubt, exciting.
"Wait a moment," Leonar murmured, his voice echoing slightly in the confined space.
Eleonora, although reluctant, nodded with a small head movement and moved away a bit, giving Leonar space to place the lava sword aside, where its glow provided enough light to illuminate the corner where they were.
The sword emitted heat that contrasted with the dampness of the walls, but neither of them cared about that.
They wanted to do it.
With his breathing still labored from effort and adrenaline, Leonar looked at Eleonora. His body, though tired, was ready for what he was about to do.
"Let's do something different this time," Leonar said, his tone now firmer, loaded with clear intent. "Turn around."
'Is he going to do it again?' Eleonora wondered excitedly in her mind as she obeyed and turned around.
But before she could react, Leonar stopped her.
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"No, wait, look at me."
With a look of surprise, Eleonora turned back, her red eyes meeting Leonar's.
What the heck was Leonar going to do?
Leonar lowered his gaze to Eleonora's breasts, and without further ado, he leaned in, his tongue brushing one of her pink nipples.
Eleonora shivered; a slight sigh escaped her lips, but the pleasure wasn't as intense as when Leonar had explored 'that area' of her body.
However, Eleonora didn't stop him.
Eleonora watched Leonar, her eyes shining with curiosity as he played with her nipple, first licking around it and then sucking gently.
It wasn't a great stimulus for her, but it did give her some pleasure. What really got her wet was thinking...
What comes next?
After a moment, Leonar slid his fingers toward Eleonora's vagina, checking her moisture.
"You're ready," Leonar murmured with a smile of satisfaction. He lowered his shorts, freeing his member, and positioned himself in front of her.
But noticing Eleonora's inexperience, as she didn't change her posture easily and was somewhat rigid, Leonar decided to change his plan.
"Turn around again," Leonar instructed.
Eleonora, excited by the idea that Leonar would go back to licking that area, quickly turned around, her breathing speeding up.
However, what she felt was something completely different; a gentle but insistent pressure that she initially mistook for a finger.
Her body tensed, but as Leonar advanced slowly, her muscles relaxed, and a new wave of pleasure began to wash over her.
"Is... this not a finger, right?" Eleonora asked, her voice mixing surprise and pleasure, her body instinctively reacting to the new sensations.
"No, definitely not," Leonar responded with a short laugh, his voice trembling slightly from the sensation of how tight Eleonora's vagina was.
The idea that an entity like her could get pregnant crossed his mind, which provoked another laugh, this time more filled with disbelief.
"No, that would be impossible..." Leonar murmured to himself.
Right now... he had to concentrate!
Leonar began to move, slowly entering and exiting Eleonora's vagina, trying to enjoy every second.
Eleonora, guided by instinct, started moving her hips in a rhythm that complemented Leonar's, her vagina squeezing his penis with each thrust, making him want to speed up the pace.
The truth was he wanted to do more, but...
Leonar's mind couldn't take much more.
Having to repeat to himself over and over in his mind:
'Don't come'
Was the only thought repeating in his mind to keep going with Eleonora.
But... with each thrust, the pleasure intensified, and Leonar, unable to hold back any longer, came inside Eleonora, his breathing ragged and his body trembling.
"Sorry, I couldn't hold on," Leonar said between gasps, carefully withdrawing his member.
Eleonora, after that brief first encounter, turned her head to look at him, an expression of disappointment appearing on her face.
"Is that all?" Eleonora asked, her voice laden with disappointment.
Leonar, still recovering from the climax, tried to normalize his breathing, but with each breath, the feeling that something wasn't right became more palpable.
"I need a moment," Leonar murmured, but the difficulty in breathing became evident quickly.
His mind, which had been completely focused on pleasure, now remembered something Eleonora had told him.
She... had sealed the entrance to this hole!
"Eleonora!" Leonar exclaimed, his voice now tinged with concern. "Did you really seal the entrance completely?"
"Yes," Eleonora responded immediately, quite calmly.
'This idiot...!' Leonar thought as he started to regain his rational side.
It was amazing how every time he touched Eleonora's body, his thoughts... changed.
But right now, Leonar didn't have much time to think about that.
The reality of their situation hit him hard; they were trapped in a space quickly consuming their oxygen.
Leonar's breathing became more labored, his chest rising and falling with an urgency he hadn't felt before.
They had to find a way out.