Usually, when one starts cultivation, their lifespan is also used indirectly case power can't just come from no where. You have to turn something into something. You can't just turn no thing into something. Lifespan is the true catalyst. But when one advance to a higher realm. They would be able to restore their lost lifespan and even gain more.

But Levi hasn't reached that stage. Not only did he lost at least 20 years in the beginning of his cultivation, he also lost another 60 years due to his bloodline!

Levi shook his head an his hair fell down his shoulder. His expression changed slightly when he realized the hair that fell had turned white. He withdrew a mirror from his spatial ring (A/N: Don't ask me why a man keeps a mirror!) and when he looked at himself, his expression changed drastically as he saw half his had turned white while the other half on the left was dark.

"Hm, it's strangely handsome."

Levi couldn't help but mutter. At that moment, heard the soft rustle of the tent flap opening.

Levi's hand moved instinctively toward his saber, but he relaxed when he saw who it was.

Lyra stood at the entrance, she had changed into something simpler, a loose shirt and pants that somehow made her look younger, more vulnerable.

"Can I come in?" she asked quietly.

Levi raised an eyebrow. "Lyra, you should be resting. Your brother said—"

"I know what my brother said," she interrupted gently. "But I… I need to talk to you. Please."

Levi frowned but nodded. Lyra immediately entered the tent and sat across from him.

She moved even closer, her face now just inches from his. "I want to thank you."

Her hand reached out and gently touched his cheek. "I know i wont be able to keep you all to myself. Someone with your power, you'll probably have multiple women vying for your attention. But to have such a man for one night…" Her voice dropped to a whisper. "I hope you'll accept me."

Levi's mind raced. This was totally unexpected, . Never in a million years would he realized the sweet Lyra would do something like this!

But as he looked into Lyra's eyes, he saw she was truly genuine with jer desire mixed with gratitude and respect.

"Lyra," he said softly. "Your brother—"

"Will understand," she said firmly. "I'm not a child. I make my own choices. And this is my choice."

Without warning she leaned forward and kissed him before he could respond further.

[Start Of The Sex Scene]

The kiss was tentative at first as though she dint want to force Levi but wanted him to meet her half way.

And Levi? Of course he wouldn't reject free food, he kissed her back!

The kiss deepened instantly. He brought a hand up, his fingers tangling in her thick , silken mass of her hair, holding her firmly. He parted her lips with his tongue, exploring the soft heat of her mouth, tasting her.

An uncomfortable groan rumbled in his chest as she responded in kind, her own tongue meeting his, shyly at first, then with growing confidence.

Her body, which had been tense with anticipation, became relaxed against his.

He other arm moved, pulling her closer, guiding her until she was straddling his lap, the thin fabric of their pants doing little to mask the heat building between them. The position pressed her against the hardness that was rapidly growing in his own pants.

"Mmhn!"

A soft moan escaped her, vibrating against his lips as his hands left her hair and traveled down her back, tracing the line of her spine.

He then slipped his hands underneath her loose shirt, his palms making contact with the smooth, warm skin of her waist. He felt her shiver as his hands touched her skin.

His hands roamed upward, mapping the curve of her ribs, until they found their destination. He held her heavy melons with both hands, the weight of them filling his palms perfectly. Her nipples, already hard, pressed into his skin through the thin cotton of her shirt, two points of fire that burned against him. He squeezed gently, and she moaned again, breaking the kiss as she threw head back her neck forming an arc as she moaned again!

This sound broke the remaining shred of Levi's self-control, he leaned in, his lips finding the sensitive skin just below her ear as he kissed it.

"Levi," she shivered as she moaned his name with a whimper.

Her hands, which had been resting on his shoulders, squeezed hard and then, began to move as they drifted down to his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath his thin shirt.

He squeezed her breasts again, a little more firmly this time, rolling the tight buds between his thumb and forefinger, feeling them get even harder.

His other hand moved lower, cupping the firm, perfect globe of her ass through her thin pants. He squeezed, and pressed her even tighter against his erection, he felt a heart kind of moisture dampened his trouser and his body trembled.

In one swift move, he slid his hands from her breasts down to her waist, and then back up, this time taking the hem of her shirt with them. And finally, the soft melons were now freed from their confinement. Her skin seemed to glow in the dim light, almost too perfect to be real.

He lowered his head and pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her chest.

"Levi."

She moaned as her body trembled as if struck by lightning, and a choked cry escaped her lips.

That was it, Levi couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed her by the waist, activated crimson Thunder step and by passed Marcus that was still on guard and went deeper into the bust where no one would be able to see them.

Barely reaching the zone, Levi grabbed her, pinning her against a tree, as be ripped her shirt apart as he grabbed the right breast with his mouth and the left one with his hand.

His tongue swirled against her nipple as he sucked hard and massaged with his hand.

Lyra twisted and trembled and moaned louder this time. But Levi pinned her hard as he sucked and squeezed hard. He was almost consumed by lust Ashe enjoyed the entirety of her milky white breast, it tasted heavenly.

Levi did this for more than two minutes before he removed his mouth while bring her nipples and pulling it with a soft pop.

"Levi," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "I… I am ashamed to say this but I'm a little inexperienced when it comes to… intimate relationships between men and women." The words tumbled out in a rush, as if she was afraid she'd lose her nerve if she didn't say them quickly. "This… this is all so new to me. I hope you don't mind… leading us."

Levi's mind, which had been a haze of pure lust, suddenly cleared. He looked at her, she was slightly worried but there was pure lust in her face as she bit her lower lip.

A wave of something far more powerful than lust washed over him. It was a fierce, protective tenderness.

A slow, gentle smile spread across his face. He reached up and cupped her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin. "Just leave it to me, Lyra, "I can lead."

He saw the tension drain out of her, replaced by a luminous relief. "Let's undress first, shall we?" he suggested softly.

After having been with so many women, leading someone for their first time was not a new experience, but with Lyra, it felt different. It felt sacred.

To make this more comfortable for her, Levi started removing his clothes first. He unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes never leaving hers. For a second, it looked as if she wanted to say something, her lips parting slightly, but she just pursed them, a blush creeping up her neck, before shyly beginning to undress as well.

He watched her, mesmerized. While he lowered his pants, his eyes stayed fixed on Lyra. As she dropped the loose shirt, her fair and beautiful body was unveiled to his gaze for the first time. She seemed slightly hesitant while removing her underwear, her hands fumbling with the drawstring of her pants, but once he had removed his own, she took a deep breath and followed through quickly, letting the final garment fall to the floor.

This was Levi's first time seeing her naked, and the sight stole the air from his lungs. She was more beautiful than he had ever imagined. Lyra's entire body was unblemished and seemed perfect, her skin glowing like pearl in the dim light. Her breasts were big and perky, defying gravity, while her rosy nipples seemed slightly erect, pebbled from the cool air and her own arousal. Her hands moved instinctively to the front, hiding her crotch, but he could tell that she didn't have a single strand of hair there.

Unlike his hungry eyes that wanted to devour her body whole, Lyra couldn't even seem to look at his naked form due to shyness, her gaze fixed on the ground.

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