Sol could not contain her happiness when Eman showed up in front of her.

"Eman…" she muttered his name in surprise with her eyes glittered at the unexpected meet-up.

Eman on the other hand balled his eyes like flying saucers when he realized what was in front of him. Surprisingly, she was naked. He instinctively averted his eyes from a pair of seductive hills.

'They look soft and smooth…' his thoughts as he deliberately turned away.

"Wait, I'll come back later—-"

He said but Sol suddenly stopped him from leaving.

"Wait, Eman!"

Sol frowned when Eman was about to leave. But when she noticed his slightly red face, there was a budding joy in her chest. "Did you miss me?" Grinning, she stepped forward to close their gap.

But Eman quickly raised his hand to stop her from stepping further. "Wait, Sol." He knew she was teasing him, but he needed to warn her. From his raised hand, he folded the rest of his fingers except for his index finger. Then he pointed forward saying, "Danger", in a soft whisper.

When Sol glanced to where he was pointing, her ears, face, and body turned red suddenly. Eman's finger was inched away into touching her nipple.

She was completely naked?!

It was only then that Sol remembered she was just about to change into her pajamas. She deliberately covered her obscene parts out of reflex. But why would she hide them? After all, the one in front of her was her most beloved person.

Eman quickly turned his back. "I'll properly apologize later but for now, you need to finish changing first." His voice, although calm, was a little stiff.

It was a mistake on his part to appear inside Sol's room. He didn't do it on purpose. It just didn't occur to him that Sol might be in the process of changing her clothes at this time. It looked like he needed to be careful next time where he wanted to appear.

After advising Dos a while ago, to be extra careful where to appear, here he was, already messed up.

How dumb.

When he was about to leave the room, surprisingly, there was a tug from behind him. Without looking behind,

"Sol?" Eman called out in puzzlement.

Sol was holding the hem of his shirt from the back.

Stuttering, she mumbled in a soft voice, "Uhm… i-if you want… you can touch them…"

Eman froze on the spot. His calmness shattered to pieces upon hearing her innocent yet seductive words. His chest rumbled like a thunderstorm in the sky.

Badump!

What did she say? He thought. Eman was at a loss for words, debating deep within his mind a series of what-ifs questions. Upon his deliberate silence, he noticed Sol moved closer.

Something soft had hit and pressed on his back and he could feel her body's warmth. Eman found himself stiffened. His mind told him to move away, but his feet resisted against it and puzzlingly wouldn't move a single step.

All self-made excuses he purposely built to excuse himself from this kind of situation, were overlooked at this moment.

Eman closed his eyes and asked. "C-Can I, really?"

He heard a nod and a hush affirmation. "Mhm."

Hearing that, he slowly opened his eyes and slowly turned around. His eyes meet hers and they could feel each other's breath.

As Eman slowly raised his hand, his chest pounded faster and louder. Sol could even hear it, but she also was the same. She awaited his touch while blushing profusely.

When finally Eman's hand touched her bare breast, he gently fondled it. A fantastic sensation transmitted into his hand, urging him to grope it more.

"Ahn…"

A soft moan escaped from Sol's mouth. Her eyes teared from the ecstasy and joy that her beloved's hand groped her chest.

Her hand leaned on his chest and subconsciously reached out on his head, then pulled it toward hers. Like a magnetic pull attracted to each other, their lips connected.

Eman's fingers played with her nipple, causing her to moan seductively.

"Aah…"

Their tongues traced each other's, fighting a battle of willful attrition. None of them were willing to stop at this moment as the heat of pleasure didn't go down but perpetually swelled up.

Eman's other hand embraced Sol's back, not letting her move away from him even for a little. But that hand seemed to have a secret mission, like a snake, crawling slowly down at Sol's back, seemingly searching for something. That hand didn't stop with just that. It slithered down slowly, touching and rubbing Sol's smooth skin until it reached its destination.

It groped Sol's pair of soft and smooth bulging regions of her butt. It made her moan delightfully once again.

At this moment, both of them noticed that something was rising but not the shield hero.

Eman couldn't take it anymore and so did Sol. They wanted to venture more and explore. However…

Tok! Tok! Tok!

They heard knocking on the door. (Oh my god, someone interrupted.) (I knew it! This is cliche.)

Outside the door, one of the fifteen commanders, Tres, was knocking on the door.

"Lady Sol? Are you there? Is something wrong? We heard noises from inside." This is weird, she didn't notice someone approaching the room but she heard noises from inside.

Although Lady Sol was very strong, more than enough to protect herself, Tres was still worried that something might have happened to her. It was a mission that their lord gave to her and her squad, therefore, there was a reason why her lord assigned them this task. It only means someone could hurt her.

"No one answered, but I could hear hush noises from inside," a young woman, one of Tres's squad members, whispered.

"What are we gonna do, Commander Tres?"

Tres glanced at one of her companions, "Jell, how about the traps?"

The person named Jell shook her head. "None of them activated."

Tres frowned.

There were only two meanings to it. First is that no one came here, or second, they noticed the traps they laid around the hallway.

Those traps will activate once a stronger entity, stronger than any of them passes by. Regardless, it was impossible to notice those traps as they didn't have any presence at all. It was Jell's specialty. To plant presenceless traps.

In that case, for safety measures and to make sure their subject was safe, they needed to figure it out on their own.

"I'll go inside—"

As she was about to forcibly push the door open, a telepathic voice entered Tres' ears. After hearing the voice, she stood up and told her companions to retreat.

"Ey? Why?" Asked one of her squad members.

"It's him."

With just that, they understood and left quietly.

"….."

On the wall inside the dimly lit room, two shadows could be seen pumping. On the bed, moaning and licking could be heard as two naked bodies interlaced under a single blanket.

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