Neo could only breathe properly after Elizabeth finally pulled herself back.
A thin string of saliva stretched between their lips before breaking.
Elizabeth looked at him with an expression that was both infinitely loving and openly hungry, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.
It was the kind of gaze that made Neo's instincts scream at him to run, even though his body refused to move.
Seeing that look, Neo knew he had to think of a way out. Quickly.
"Wa–wait! This is a crime! I'm only sixteen!"
Honestly, Neo wasn't worried about having a child.
That part barely crossed his mind.
He had already burned a portion of his Life Flame and altered his biology.
As things stood, he couldn't have children anymore unless he deliberately changed himself again.
That wasn't the problem.
The problem was Elizabeth.
Looking into her eyes now, Neo was reminded far too vividly of the time they had spent "together" in Tartarus.
The memory alone made his scalp tingle.
