Yelena's arms tightened around Mika's waist, her body pressed flush against his as she sank deeper into the kiss.
"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"
What began as a forced, spell-driven act had transformed into something she eagerly embraced.
Her tongue, slow at first, now moved with growing confidence, learning the movement of his lips, the way his tongue curled and teased. She savored the taste of him, the heat of his mouth, and the way his saliva mingled with hers.
This was supposed to be a violation, a moment where she was the victim of Charlotte's reckless blessing—but Yelena was using it to her advantage, drinking in every second of her first kiss.
She felt alive, desired, and, for the first time, truly wanted by the man she'd been fighting her feelings for.
"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~"
The taboo of it all faded as she lost herself in the sensation, her lips moving hungrily against his, her body hot and aching with a need she couldn't suppress.
