582 The comfort after the storm [1]
Zhao Tian's eyelashes fluttered weakly, his mind still feeling the echoes of pain and exhaustion.
A blinding white light consumed his vision, forcing him to squint as his blurry surroundings began to come into focus.
For a moment, he struggled to process his disorientation, his mind fogged with fragments of memory... golden lightning, and... falling.
His gaze finally cleared, only to be greeted by an unexpected sight... a pair of well-developed breasts softly pressed against his face, two pink nipples adorning them.
The warm, comforting cushion-like thighs beneath his head cradled him as if shielding him from the world.
He blinked in confusion, his cheeks faintly warming as he tilted his head slightly to take in more of his surroundings.
Before he could fully comprehend what was happening, a soft, melodic voice tickled his ears.
It carried a tone of amusement, tenderness, and something else... a weight of familiarity that felt oddly out of place.
"Oh, Vester..."
Zhao Tian looked through the pair of breasts and saw a breathtaking woman, her eyes covered by a black blindfold, her white hair cascading down her shoulders.
Her lips curved into a faint, knowing smile, as if she could feel the weight of his gaze even though her eyes were hidden.
There was a serenity in her expression, yet it carried an undercurrent of power that made Zhao Tian feel safe and comfortable in her arms.
His throat felt dry as he tried to speak, but the words caught, stuck somewhere between awe and excitement.
"Mother..."
The woman tilted her head slightly, her smile deepening.
She gently raised a hand, her fingers brushing against his temple with a featherlight touch. Nôv(el)B\\jnn
The sensation sent a calming warmth through his body, easing the residual pain that still lingered in his muscles.
"You're awake," she said softly, her voice echoing like a lullaby that could soothe even the most restless of souls.
"You're... mmh... too bold... Haangh~"
But her words faltered as his thumb brushed over her sensitive peak, drawing a soft, involuntary moan from her lips.
Her hands, which had been resisting him moments before, slid around his shoulders, pulling him closer as she melted into the kiss.
Zhao Tian's hand tightened on her waist, his lips moving down to trail along her jawline and then lower to her neck.
She tilted her head back, her breathing quivering as she felt his lips explore the sensitive curve of her throat.
"Vester..." she whispered, her voice trembling.
But instead of pushing him, her hands threaded through his hair, encouraging him to continue.
Slowly, his kisses traveled lower, skimming the line of her collarbone and his tongue darted out briefly, tasting her skin, drawing a startled gasp from her.
"Mmngh~"
Her fingers, which had been lightly resting on his hair, tightened their grip, as if anchoring herself against the wave of sensations.
"Vester," she whispered again, her voice softer now, almost pleading, though she didn't pull away.
"You... You're too much..."
But her protests were half-hearted, melting into a quivering sigh as he pressed another kiss to her collarbone.
Zhao Tian's hands rested firmly on her waist, grounding her even as his mouth wandered.
The heat of his breath sent shivers down her spine as he kissed the curve of her neck, his tongue flicking out to trace a slow path along the sensitive line of her throat.
Her fingers tightened in his hair as if to pull him away, but instead, they remained there, trembling slightly, betraying her own hesitation.
"You're relentless, Vester,"
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