NOVPUB"Kael," Eleonor whispered breathlessly against his lips, her voice low, charged with emotion and restrained desire. "Should we go... somewhere else?..."
He hesitated.
His golden eyes, still trembling from the moment of surrender, lowered for a moment, and his voice came out almost in a whisper "I... I don't know if... if I'm ready. I mean... my body... is still..."
Eleonor understood even before he finished. A slight smile, tender and mischievous, appeared on her lips as she rested one of her hands on his face, caressing it with deep affection, like someone touching something precious... or long-awaited.
"Ah, my sweet Kael..." she murmured, her voice laden with affection and something more... something ancient, almost ritualistic. "You're so cute when you're hesitating... too bad there's no middle ground with me"
She pulled away just enough to raise one of her hands, her slender fingers dancing in the air with almost ethereal grace. Her gaze didn't stray from his as she said. "I think we'd better take care of your body, okay? I don't want you making excuses for me."
With a simple snap of his fingers... dry, like a crystalline note that echoed through the hushed room... a sudden wave of magical energy enveloped Kael.
"Wha-" he gasped.
He felt his skin heat up, his whole body began to glow as he looked at his arm. His limbs lengthened slightly, his shoulders broadened, and his inner voice seemed to echo more deeply, more firmly, as if he were finally in harmony with the essence he carried.
The spell ended in a sigh of magical wind, which blew out some of the surrounding candles. When he opened his eyes again, he put his hand to his face, then to his chest, to his abdomen. He looked different.
No... he was... Older?
He saw his reflection in the mirror on the other side of the room...
Kael now looked twenty - the age his soul remembered most clearly. His body was mature, strong, harmonious, with the traces of his magical heritage more visible: even more vivid, golden eyes, a more intense aura, a presence that pulsed like contained thunder beneath his skin and, of course, his family's trademark, his enormous red hair.
"That..." he murmured, surprised. "Is that... me?"
Eleonor moved closer again, her eyes scanning his every new contour with a mixture of admiration and almost maternal... almost devotional pleasure.
"That," Eleonor said with a smile that blended tenderness and ancient power, "is the body that has always lain dormant inside you. All I did was release it. Let's say... I forced time a little, molding it into its true self. An ideal future, forged from what you already were inside."
She brushed her lips against the newly ripe skin of his neck, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. Kael held his breath for a moment, feeling her touch more vividly than he ever had before.
"Now," she whispered, letting her voice drift down like an enchanted breeze, "you can touch me... with all that you are. With all that you have become."
With one smooth movement, she settled onto his lap, her eyes fixed on his. The closeness between their bodies was no longer veiled - there was a naked truth there, like two souls finally aligned. She pressed her hips against his, just enough to tease, not rush.
"So tell me, Kael..." she said, her voice low, wrapped in quiet seduction and deep affection. "Should we go... somewhere else? Or... do you want me to stay right here?"
For an instant, the room seemed suspended in time - as if magic itself was holding its breath, silently observing the reunion of two mirrored souls.
Kael raised his eyes to Eleonor, now no longer with the hesitation of before. There was something different in his gaze: firmness, intensity, desire... but also recognition.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer with a controlled but decisive force. Their bodies collided in an intimate gesture, with no more barriers between what had been contained desire and what was now becoming action. Their mouths met in a hot, fiery - but unhurried - kiss. It was the kiss of someone who had waited too long.
His tongue sought hers with voracity, but also with purpose. There was a whole conversation being said there, between one glide and another, between a sigh and a tangle of fingers in hair and back.
Eleonor responded with the same fervor, surprised and pleased by the sudden - and at the same time inevitable - change in the man who had previously hesitated out of respect, doubt... or limits that had now disappeared.
Kael pulled away just enough to whisper against her lips:
"The only thing stopping me... was my body still trapped in time." Her eyes glowed gold, not from magic, but from newfound certainty. "But now... now I don't have to hold back anymore."
Eleonor smiled, pride and desire intertwined in a single gesture, as she slid her fingers along the back of his neck.
"Then show me..." she said as she pulled the top of her dress down, revealing her breasts to him.
Kael watched Eleonor's round, firm breasts emerge from the dark fabric of her dress, her pink, swollen nipples begging for his attention. A mischievous smile appeared on his lips as he brought one of his hands up to caress the soft, warm skin with a reverent touch.
"It's even more perfect than I imagined..." he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "I want to taste every inch of you."
Without waiting for an answer, Kael leaned forward, capturing one nipple between his lips while his hand wrapped around the other breast, massaging it gently. Eleonor arched her back, a moan escaping her lips as she sank her fingers into Kael's red hair, pulling him closer.
"That's it... don't stop," she begged, panting. "I need you... I need to feel you in every part of me."
Kael switched breasts, sucking and licking the hardened nipple while his fingers squeezed and massaged the other, sending waves of pleasure through her body. His other hand slid along the curve of her waist, up her ribs to reach the other breast, caressing and pinching the nipple between forefinger and thumb.
Eleonor squirmed in his lap, the heat between her legs increasing with Kael's every touch and tease. She pulled his face up, capturing his lips in a passionate, hungry kiss as her hand slid down, stroking the growing erection beneath his pants.
Kael growled against her mouth, the kiss becoming more urgent and demanding. His hand squeezed her breast harder, while the other trailed down her back, tracing the curve of her ass before gently slapping the soft skin.
"There's no turning back," he whispered against her lips, his voice full of possession and lust. "I'm going to possess you in every possible way... I'm going to make you mine forever."
Eleonor gasped, her whole body trembling with anticipation and desire. She had never wanted anything as much as she wanted Kael... she wanted to feel every inch of him inside her, filling her, possessing her, marking her as his forever.
"Then let's go..." Eleonor rose from Kael's lap, a teasing smile on her lips as she took his hand, pulling him off the sofa. He followed her willingly, his eyes fixed on her voluptuous curves as she led him down the corridor to the bedroom.
Once inside the bedroom, Eleonor turned to Kael, her hands sliding down his broad shoulders as she pushed him onto the bed. He fell onto the soft mattress, his eyes shining with desire as she climbed on top of him, riding him like an Amazon.
"I'm going to ride you like a horse, my grandson," she whispered, her voice husky with lust as she pressed her hips against his, feeling his hard erection through his clothes. "I'll make you forget everything but my name... and the sound of my voice while I make you come."
Kael groaned, his hands gripping her ass as she rubbed herself against him, her breasts swaying with every movement. He lifted his torso, capturing a nipple between his lips while one hand massaged the other breast, squeezing and pinching the nipple between his fingers.
Eleonor gasped, her head thrown back as she moved against him, riding him harder and faster. She was wet, ready for him, but she still wanted to tease him, to make him beg for her.
"That's it... keep going," she moaned, her fingers burrowing into his hair as she held him in place, her breasts in his face. "I want to feel you... I want you inside me... filling me... possessing me."
Kael obeyed willingly, alternating between her breasts, sucking and licking as she moved against him. He could feel her heat through her clothes, he could feel her wetness growing, and he knew she was as ready as he was.
But he wanted to prolong the moment, he wanted to drive her crazy with desire before finally possessing her. So he slid his hands down her thighs, up the hem of her dress until he found her panties. With one swift movement, he ripped the thin fabric, tossing it aside as his fingers found her soft, wet flesh.
"Mmmmnnnnn~!" Eleonor cried out in pleasure as Kael's fingers touched her, her hips moving against his hand as he explored her, finding all the right spots. She was so close... so close to coming...
But then Kael removed his fingers, leaving her empty and whimpering for more. She opened her eyes to face him, a pleading look on her face.
"Please... I need you," she begged, her voice trembling. "I can't wait any longer... I need to feel you now."
