She moved.
Closed the distance between them. Stood on her toes as she pressed her lips against Aegon's.
The weird part— he let her.
For some reason it just felt right.
Their lips sinking together, tongues merging into one— unconsciously his hands moved into her hair.
No thoughts— not a single snarky comment came to mind. He'd finally understand the concept of shutting someone up with a kiss.
Mira's shyness had somehow dissolved into nothing and now— replaced by this... craving.
She wanted him and didn't need his permission before taking the chance— to hell with boundaries.
With their thoughts in sync— she jumped onto him.
Aegon instinctively caught his thighs as she wrapped her legs round him— tightly.
Their lips finally parted leaving them both gasping for air— yet wanting more.
He didn't let move far away, just close enough— enough for her to have his aftertaste, enough to tempt her further... Enough to breathe in her air.
He didn't drop her nor did she want to be dropped— their eyes betrayed them, darting from eyes back to lips.
How soft they were, how right they felt in that moment— the soft curve, the almost non-existent tremble, down to how her air tasted.
Neither spoke, words weren't important— because whatever this was, words couldn't explain it nor did he want to try.
He freed a hand to tuck a loose strands of her hair behind her ear, then his finger trailed— lightly.
Running along the side of her face, faintly— yet, enough for her to feel the warmth of his touch and the goosebumps bubble to the surface.
His finger traced every single curve and turn on her face then moved to her lips— stretching along the lines.
Her eyes just followed his finger, her heart racing.
Aegon could tell as he finally drew back his hand but—
She grabbed his wrist before he could retreat— moving it to her chest.
Her heart drummed even louder now— it just wouldn't stop racing.
He met his eyes with hers with a look that told her she was safe in more words than could be said.
She nodded lightly but still shut her eyes— her thighs round his waist tightened.
He cautiously moved his fingers to the zipper— he pulled down slowly.
The cold air rippled goosebumps all over her soft skin— so much so that even the faintest touch made her tremble.
The zipper finally met its bottom revealing the blue lacy bra which hid her olive skin.
His hands trailed the outline of her bra before making its way to the dip— where the clasp stood.
With all the practical ease of a seasoned whore— he pushed the hook and undid the bra.
Letting her breasts sway open in the wind— not excessive yet full— her nipple peach and erect.
He grasped her breast and watched her hands curl into a tight fist by her sides.
Moving his fingers up to her nipple as he pinched it lightly—
"Innghh."
A moan escaped her lips.
He couldn't take it anymore— he needed her now.
He moved his mouth towards her breast— engulfing it in one swallow.
"Hmmm arghh"
Her back arched in.
He continued, mouth swirling as he drew stars round her nipples.
Her hands trembled, moving up into the sky.
Biting, licking and sucking— finally letting go and leaving a sleek trail of saliva in his wake.
He looked back up at her— cheeks flushed red and practically giddy with anticipation.
He pulled her closer— closer than she already was— close enough to feel her heat bounce off him and for her to smell his sweat.
He made his way for her ear, whispering so softly it could've been mistaken for the wind.
"I want all of you."
Before his lip wrapped her ear and sucked in.
"Mmmmgh."
He body jolted with excitement— her hands slid into his ear.
Glided into and out of his hair with ease until—
She pulled against the roots of his hair.
"I want you now."
She said directly.
Aegon gradually moved to his knees, setting her down onto the gravel lined rooftop— cold.
Her hands moved to cover her exposed breasts while she looked away from him.
His eyes trailed lower— from her beautiful breasts to her flat abdomen, then lower— but all hidden in black shorts.
Tracing his fingers down to the button as he popped it open and slid down her waist like he owed it.
His hands moved from within the shorts deeper within her panties.
Smooth skin all the way down till he felt it.
The silt.
Immediately his fingers touched it, he saw her shudder slightly. Like she was scared of what was about to happen yet she craved it more than anything.
The fear of the unknown.
He moved in, into her thighs then through the fold and then finally—
"Ahhhh."
Her breath caught in her throat.
He was in.
He pushed and pulled steadily and with seasoned expertise— each movement granting his a gasp and moan from Mira.
He proceeded attentively, also paying attention to the swollen clint that stood just as aroused and wet as the rest of her.
Mira's body arched and trembled under his hands.
She was close and he could tell.
He picked up the pace. Moving more intensely.
"Haah... Uugh... Aaah"
Her body erupted with pleasure.
She contorted violently, thighs squeezing, eyes shutting and all senses blurred into one.
Soaking Aegon's hands and out her shorts.
He finally removed his glistening from her dripping cave. It shimmered faintly in the air just before he wiped it off.
Turning to her, she laid sprawled on the floor— little post orgasmic tremors jolting through her.
He sat next to her— they said nothing more to each other.
Finally giving him the time to reflect on what the hell he just did
With a girl he'd just met today, glancing back over to her—
It seemed like she was fast asleep— she looked peaceful and fragile but someone the same girl was supposed to be the Number 3.
The third most powerful awakened in this entire school, capable of extraordinary feats if she wasn't so timid.
He sighed before laying back next to her and watching as the sky rolled before him.
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After an hour or two she finally woke up. He had walked her back to her dorm without so much as a goodbye.
Aegon walked back to his dorm, stood before his door and just before he pulled, thought to himself.
'What is actually going on in this novel?'