“Now… open your eyes, darling~”
That sultry voice wrapped around Aether’s ears like silk, soft and seductive. His eyelids twitched and fluttered slightly before opening… and then it hit him.
He was fucking tied to the bed.
Tuck, tuck.
Aether instinctively yanked at his arms, only to find both wrists bound tight to the headboard with thick rope. His legs—also restrained. Spread just wide enough to make him aware of his vulnerability.
Of course, with a single burst of real strength, he could shatter the bed and snap the ropes like they were threads—but then…
“Do not break it,” Aqualina’s voice cut through, firm and commanding. She was perched on top of him, sitting boldly on his abdomen, legs on either side, her bare thighs pressing against his skin. Her expression was deadly serious, eyes sharp and unwavering as she added, “The moment you break those ropes… I’ll walk away.”
Aether raised a brow at her threat, but as her voice lingered, he sighed deeply and relaxed his body, ceasing his struggle.
Aqualina’s lips curled into a slow, victorious smile. She leaned in, her breath grazing his face, her palm softly tracing along his jawline as her sultry eyes locked with his ice-blue ones.
“I know… I know I accepted you,” she whispered, almost like a purr, “even after everything you did. You understand that, right? If it had been any other woman… they would’ve walked away. They wouldn’t have stayed after what you’ve done.”
Aether paused, his throat tightening slightly. As much as he hated to admit it… “Yeah,” he muttered. “They would’ve left me.”
“Good boy,” she cooed, brushing her fingers across his forehead as if claiming him. “So you understand… that makes me special, doesn’t it? I did something no one else would have. I held onto you.”
Aether nodded, silently agreeing.
“Hmm~” she hummed, dragging that sound as her gaze wandered his face, studying every flicker in his expression. “Tell me, Aether… my lovely, obedient ‘servant’… who do you love more?” Her voice dropped into a softer, more dangerous tone, dripping with sensual curiosity.
‘Fuck!’ Aether cursed in his mind. He had feared this moment would come.
Every woman asks it eventually. Especially when she’s wearing lingerie and sitting on you like a queen about to claim her prize.
Aether forced a charming, innocent smile—
“No, no!” Aqualina snapped, cutting him off instantly, “Don’t you dare give me that sweet little innocent smile that tries to slide past the question. I’ve fallen for that too many times before. I’m not falling again, Aether.”
He sighed, caught red-handed. “I love you,” he said firmly, his eyes meeting hers with bold honesty. “You are the salt of my ocean. Even if you keep comparing yourself to others, it doesn’t matter….”
Aqualina blinked, slightly taken aback. She tilted her head, studying him again as if trying to read beyond his words. “… That’s actually… romantic. Huh. You’re the salt of my ocean… not bad. Not bad at all…”
Aether let out a slow, hidden breath of relief.
Then, without another word, Aqualina leaned forward and placed a soft, possessive kiss on his forehead. “Good boy,” she murmured again, before rising slightly and reaching toward the nearby table. She picked up a pair of scissors, the cold silver glinting in her hand as she returned to straddle him.
Aether’s Adam’s apple bobbed in a heavy gulp.
Chucckk—
The scissors sliced through fabric. Slowly, she began cutting open his shirt, blade pressing flat as it slid down his chest, exposing skin inch by inch.
Her fingers grazed his bare torso, nails teasing along the muscle lines, but her eyes remained focused—dangerously focused.
She paused at his waistband, the scissors resting just above his pants as she turned her head with an amused smirk. “Tell me something,” she purred, her voice low and dripping with tension, “how many women have you seduced before you got me?”
Her hand moved—scissors pressing near his crotch, just enough to make his body flinch.
Even though Aether knew she wouldn’t actually hurt him, the presence of cold steel so close to his manhood sent a very specific kind of fear—and panic—through his veins.
“I-I… actually…” he stammered, voice trembling a little. “You’re my first.”
“Oh?” Aqualina blinked, and a flicker of genuine happiness appeared on her face. Her lips parted slightly. “You mean… I’m your first? Your very first?”
Aether nodd–
Chucckk—
Another snip almost made him jerk in fear but… This time it was his pants—she cut them open and peeled them off with a slow, sensual grace, discarding them carelessly like torn wrapping paper.
Now he lay there, nearly naked, tied up, his body exposed, breath uneven. Only his underwear remained—barely a barrier between her wicked curiosity and his aching need.
She could literally see the bulge forming against his underwear, thick and pulsing. Her cheeks turned a bright shade of red, but she bit her lip and braced herself inwardly.
‘No embarrassment… No embarrassment… No embarrassment…’ she chanted like a stubborn mantra inside her head. She wasn’t going to let herself shy away—not today. Today she wasn’t going to be the flustered girl, not in front of him.
Today, she was going to assert her dominance. Make him ache for her. Burn for her.
Not for Aira, Selene not for any of those other bitches—only her.
“Oh? What’s this now?” she whispered, her fingers hesitating for a split second before brushing over the thick bulge beneath his underwear. The heat radiating from it was enough to send a pulse through her core.
Her palm gently pressed against it, rubbing softly over the swollen shape. “I didn’t even touch you properly yet… and you’re already hard for me?” she teased, smirking as her voice dropped into a seductive tone. “Are you that horny for me, darling?”
Aether’s lips twitched. Oh, how he wanted to grab her, flip her over, spank her delicious ass and remind her who really ruled—but he held back.
No.
This was her game tonight.
This was his punishment, and he accepted it—at least for now.
Seeing him hold back only made her giggle more. Her fingers moved in slow circles, massaging the bulge like she was stroking it through the fabric, feeling the way it throbbed bigger and harder under her teasing touch. Her cheeks flushed with a fresh, heated pink—but she didn’t stop.
No, she leaned into it.
Still, as the heat between them swirled thicker, her voice shifted.
Her eyes darkened.
“Tell me…” she said, her tone turning serious as her hand paused. “…Celestia. Was she one of your targets too? Did you already fuck her?”
Why particularly Celestia?
He didn’t know but,
Aether shook his head, calm and straight. “No.”
“Liar!” she snapped, eyes narrowing as her fingers suddenly clutched the bulge hard, making him tense,
“There’s no way! She…. might not be as beautiful as me, but the way she acts around you… like she knows your scent, your rhythm… like she’s been inside your life longer than I have—it pisses me off!” Her voice cracked with raw jealousy, teeth gritting in frustration.
Aether let out a soft, breathy chuckle. “It’s because… she’s been tailing me all this time. Always behind me. Watching. Quiet.”
Aqualina’s eyes narrowed suspiciously, her gaze turning sharp, almost threatening. “…So you didn’t sleep with her yet?” she asked, voice low, inquisitive, demanding.
Aether gave a short nod. “Nope. I didn’t. I’m not some kind of walking hard-on, fucking around, you know?” he added, with a hint of offended pride in his voice.
Aqualina couldn’t help but laugh, soft and sweet. “Of course not. I know… my man wouldn’t do that.” Her fingers relaxed slightly against him.
“Then why are you even—”
“It’s because…” she interrupted, voice slow and dripping with something darker. Her eyes locked onto his, glimmering with possessiveness. “…You’ve been mean, darling~
Corrupting me with that innocent little face of yours.
That calm voice. That softness you wear like a trap.”
She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, voice dangerously lovely, “And now… I’m like this~”
She tilted her head, her smile curling into something darker, twisted—obsessive but still holding back from full madness. Her eyes gleamed like someone just a breath away from becoming a yandere… but not quite there yet.
She won’t be… after all! It’s just a sudden spike of emotions after learning everything. That’s all… she’ll always be a little princess with lite-Tsundere mode!
However,
Twitch~
Aqualina blinked as she felt a sudden throb in her grip. Her eyes widened briefly, surprise flashing across her expression before a slow, sly grin spread across her lips.
“Looks like someone’s eager~” she purred, her fingers now stroking more deliberately, more confidently.
With deliberate slowness, she gripped the waistband of his underwear and began to pull them down, exposing inch by inch, hungry gaze locked to the sight unfolding before her.