Loona wasn't the type to wait for someone to make the first move. As soon as she approached, her burning gaze made it clear that she knew exactly what she wanted.
She placed a hand against your chest and gently guided you back towards the bed. Her body pressed against yours with an almost feral warmth. She looked at you for a few seconds, a provocative smile playing at the corners of her lips.
"Are you still hesitating?" she murmured.
Without waiting for a response, she confidently guided your body. Her legs closed around your hips as your bodies drew closer. The contact became instantly intense, like a spark that had been waiting for this moment for far too long.
At first, the movement was slow.
Her hips moved against you with calculated slowness, savoring every second, every reaction. She loved feeling the tension build before truly surrendering. Her fingers gripped your shoulders as she pulled her body even closer to yours.
"There... don't stop..."
The rhythm gradually changed.
The movements became more regular, deeper, as if Loona had decided to speed things up. The bed creaked softly under the increasing pace, while her breathing became faster, warmer against your neck.
She tilted her head back for a moment, letting out a hoarse breath before turning back to you. Her legs tightened, drawing you even closer, guiding each movement with an almost insolent confidence.
The faster the pace got, the more intense the moment became.
Your bodies were now moving in unison, driven by this almost animalistic energy. Loona didn't slow down; on the contrary, she encouraged every movement, every impulse, as if she wanted to push this moment to its limit.
Then the tension reached that point where everything changes.
A few seconds where everything seems to accelerate, where movements become uncontrollable, where breathing turns into gasps.
And finally, the pace slows down.
Loona remained against you for a moment, still panting, before raising her head. Her bright eyes already held that familiar mischievous glint.
She gave a small smile.
"Not bad..." she breathed.
"But next time, try to last a little longer."
Then she let herself fall back onto the bed, still pressed against you, as if the night was far from over.
