Azrael took Leo to the bedroom. Leo hesitantly followed her, he knew he was supposed to stop it but… what the fuck was wrong with him?

His heart raced, every step trailing after her, pulling him deeper into her world. It was like he was under her spell, her beauty and scent lingering from the dream, haunting his senses, dragging him forward against all reason.

No matter what logic screamed, he just couldn't break free... couldn't ignore or reject the magnetic pull of this moment.

Leo looked at her hand that was holding his, her grip both soft and possessive, her slender fingers laced around his trembling palm. That single touch sent a pulse of forbidden warmth shooting up his arm. Leo flinched, shaking his head to clear the blush creeping over his cheeks, but the heat only grew.

As they arrived at the bedroom—damn, it was… so fancy, one big bed, king size… maybe double king?

The bed dominated the chamber, so enormous it could have swallowed two of him whole, draped in sheets softer than any dream. Walls of pure glass shimmered, rain slashing down outside, and thunder rolling through the city below.

Flashes of lightning lit the room, painting Azrael's curves in wild, silver light. Leo stared, hypnotised—the ocean in the distance churned, wild and dark. The world outside felt small, far away.

Here, it was just the two of them, alone at the heart of a storm.

"That's my house?" he muttered, squinting through the rain, when he noticed the distant rooftop of his home, the faint outline of his school. Everything he knew lay out below this impossible tower.

He could see everything from here. Azrael glanced at him, her long hair spilling over her shoulders as she smoothed the bed with slow, practised grace.

"Well, if you like it that much, you can come here any time, Leo. This place could always use a little more excitement."

Leo blinked, glancing back. He was momentarily taken aback, his breath catching as he saw Azrael sprawled across the bed... Her gown had slipped up her thigh, pale skin gleaming in the stormlight, the hem rising dangerously close to her lacy black panties.

Leo's body trembled, an ache in his gut as desire clashed with guilt. Azrael smiled, her lips parting just enough to let her sultry voice curl through the air. "Come on… It's almost time to sleep…" she teased, patting the empty space beside her.

Leo seriously knew something would happen if he lay beside her, and who knew what lines he might cross if he let himself get any closer. His mind replayed the flashes from his dream, and he swallowed hard, nerves jangling. "Can I… lie down?" His voice came out rough, barely above a whisper.

Azrael pouted, feigning hurt, her eyes glimmering with mischief. "There is no way I would allow it, right? You think I brought you all the way here just to watch you sleep on the floor?"

"But sleeping beside you…" Leo's voice faltered, the words clinging to his lips, hope and fear tangled.

Azrael smirked, eyes narrowed, watching him squirm. "What? You cannot control yourself, even with your other girlfriends waiting for you? Are you not loyal, Leo? Or maybe you're just too weak to resist a little temptation?" She laughed, low and dangerous, the sound making his stomach twist.

Leo's lips twitched. She was really pissing him off, poking right at the wound he didn't want exposed. He sighed, shoulders tense, but forced himself to walk toward the bed, trembling. He curled up at the very edge, putting as much distance as possible, body tense as a bowstring.

But Azrael moved with feline grace, rolling smoothly across the sheets and appearing right beside him before he could even catch his breath.

She looked at him with a smirking face, "So?"

"So what?" Leo asked, 'Woman, please… I am trying my best to control… Please don't!!' he screamed inwardly, clinging to the last shreds of his self-control.

Azrael's hand softly touched his chest, her fingertips tracing lazy circles over his heart. Her eyes closed, lips parting in a smile that was equal parts gentle and wicked.

"Your heart is beating faster… Why, Leo? What are you so afraid of?" Her voice was soft, teasing, hot against his ear.

"Well… maybe I am trying to sleep?" He tried to sound casual, but his words stuttered, breath shaky.

Azrael chuckled, the sound like a low purr. "Boy… you're talking to a doctor, you know? I can hear every little secret your body tries to keep from me."

Leo awkwardly coughed as she stared into his eyes, her gaze fierce, hungry. He averted his eyes, cheeks burning, "I need to sleep… I have school tomorrow!" he said, voice trembling, trying to find any excuse to escape her grip.

Azrael chuckled with an amused tone, her hand never leaving his chest. To her, he was just getting cuter and cuter, every bit of resistance making her want to chase him even more.

Really, she too was trying her best not to jump on him! Her body ached with desire, but she kept her control, biting her lip and squeezing her thighs together. But if he kept acting so sweet, so innocent, who knew… she might actually lose control and just jump on him, tearing the last bit of restraint between them!

Leo then curiously asked, his voice uncertain, "I am… still confused about the bathroom issue," he muttered. The feelings he'd had… they were definitely real! That touch… that release… that sucking heat! Every sensation had burned into him, so vivid it was like he had crossed from dreaming into another world.

Everything felt so real!

If he had done this before with anyone, maybe he could have brushed it off as a simple dream, a replay of familiar sensations. But this… this was different—so sharp, so intense, so utterly true for a dream.

Seeing him doubting her, Azrael sighed, rolling to the side with a wicked little smile. She picked up her phone from the nightstand, the movement drawing her body even closer to him, her gown riding higher. Then, almost on purpose, she rolled back, pressing her curves against him, nearly falling on top of him.

"My bad," she purred in a sly tone, her lips brushing his cheek before she eased back, pretending it was just an accident.

But her eyes were glittering—she wanted him to notice every second.

Leo glanced at her with a blank expression. Aren't you being a little too obvious about this? He wanted to say, but bit his tongue.

She unlocked her phone with a single tap, not even bothering to hide the password or angle the screen away. She was blunt, open, almost daring him to look. It was a silent message—I trust you enough to show everything.

Before he could process it, she opened the security app and displayed live footage from all around her house.

"You have cameras in your house?" he blurted, genuinely surprised as screen after screen showed live feeds—even the bedroom! His heart skipped as he glanced at the ceiling, searching for even the smallest sign of a lens, a blinking light, anything.

But he couldn't see anything. No red lights, no tiny glimmers, not even a hint of plastic or a shadow out of place.

The cameras were hidden so well they might as well have been magic.

Azrael shrugged, her voice casual but eyes unreadable, "Well, I am all alone… of course, I have some security features in this house. Why do you think I built it this way?" She pointed a perfectly manicured finger to the corner of the wall.

Leo frowned, squinting, and finally saw it—a tiny, almost invisible camera, tucked into the join of the ceiling.... You'd never see it unless you were looking for it.

Leo hummed, nodding slowly as he pieced things together, but then his face turned horrified. His mouth went dry as the question tumbled out, "E-Even in the bathroom?" If she had cameras in there… could she see what he did?

The thought of her watching him—stroking himself—made his whole body flush with embarrassment.

Azrael shook her head, eyes twinkling with amusement. "No, not inside the bathroom. So whatever you did in there… was hidden from me."

"Oh? Thank god—Wait, what did you just say?" he stammered, the relief flooding through him until her words caught up to his ears.

"Hmm? What?" Azrael tilted her head with exaggerated innocence, a little smirk hiding at the edge of her mouth.

Leo frowned, feeling like she was playing with him, but Azrael just ignored the question and tapped on the phone, bringing up the front view of the bathroom passage—not inside, just outside. The screen showed him entering the hallway, his figure entering the bathroom.

Flick~

Leo flinched as a flash of green numbers appeared on the screen. It was only for an instant, but it sent a chill up his spine. "Wait, go back a bit!" he said urgently, pointing at the screen.

Azrael nodded, swiping back through the footage. The numbers were gone—nothing. She went back further, but again, nothing.

The green flicker had vanished?

Leo frowned, asking her to rewind again. But no matter how many times she went back, he never saw the numbers again.

He sighed, rubbing his temples, shrugging it off with a nervous laugh. "Maybe it's just my imagination… or something," he muttered.

Something wasn't right.

As he watched the footage… he saw… Azrael didn't enter… or do anything suspicious. He was surprised. The footage showed nearly an hour passing while he was in the bath. Then suddenly, Azrael came rushing back, shouting his name as she clutched a towel, panic on her face. There was no response from inside, so she kicked the door without hesitation, eyes wide with shock as she hurried inside the bathroom. Only the sound of her voice echoed—calling his name again and again.

No answer.

Then he saw it: she was holding a naked Leo in her arms, her face twisted with worry, eyes glossy, almost crying as she cradled his limp body.

Leo blinked, staring at the screen, then nodded slowly, understanding. Azrael closed the footage, her hands trembling slightly as she turned to look at him, "See… I'm not lying, Leo. I am almost scared."

Leo hesitated, seeing her horrified, almost crying expression. Something deep inside his chest tightened, an ache of guilt and affection mixing together... He looked at her, searching her eyes, then leaned closer to her cheek and,

~Chu~

He kissed her cheek softly, a gentle warmth passing between them. Azrael's eyes widened in pure shock, her mouth falling open, eyes glossy as she stared at him, speechless.

Leo managed a shy smile, whispering, "Thank you… for saving me."

Azrael blinked, heart hammering, then burst into movement. "LEO~!" she cried, leaping into his arms and covering his cheeks with kisses.

~chu~

~chu~

~chu~

Her lips found every inch of his cheek. Azrael pressed in closer, her body half-wrapped around him, each kiss lingering, her lips slick and needy against his skin. She let her mouth travel slowly, teasing lower toward his jaw, her hands slipping down his chest, fingers spreading possessively, nails grazing his skin just enough to make him shiver.

Leo's breath caught in his throat, the sensation blurring the line between embarrassment and arousal. Azrael's mouth was relentless, tasting him, her kisses now slower, wetter, her tongue flicking at the edge of his ear. He squirmed, feeling her thigh slide over his own, their bodies pressed tight.

"Azrael…" he gasped, his voice barely more than a moan. But she only giggled, the sound sultry and wicked. Her hand slipped boldly across his chest, trailing downward, fingertips exploring, palm flattening possessively against his stomach.

~chu~

"Okay, okay… calm down… Calm down… ahaha…" he tried to laugh it off, but the sound was shaky. Her kisses kept coming, trailing down to his neck, nipping gently, her breath coming faster.

~chu~

~chu~

"Haha—Oi! Where are you touching?!" He suddenly flinched, laughter turning to shock as he felt her hand slip somewhere it shouldn't, grazing just above his waistline!

Azrael froze for a second, then grinned, her eyes glinting dangerously. She leaned close, lips almost brushing his ear as she whispered, "Just wondered what it felt like~"

Leo's heart thudded wild and desperate, his whole body burning. For one long moment, he almost gave in. But with a trembling breath, he gently caught her wrist, stopping her hand. He met her eyes, forcing a small smile, voice hoarse, "Let's sleep…"

Azrael nodded, wriggling closer, closing every gap between their bodies. She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear, voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Say… do you love me now, Leo?"

Leo just closed his eyes, refusing to answer, pretending to sleep as his heart hammered in his chest. Azrael smirked, her eyes softening as she watched him, then gently ruffled his hair with a loving touch. She clapped her hands, and all the lights flickered off at once, plunging the room into velvet darkness. Only the storm outside remained—rain pounding the glass, thunder rolling above the city. Azrael watched him, her own expression melting into tenderness as both of them drifted into sleep.

Midnight…

Azrael was wrapped around Leo's chest, lying half on top of him, her hair fanned out over his skin. Leo was frowning slightly in his sleep.

THUNDER!!

A bolt of lightning split the sky, its blue glare reflected across Azrael's face through the glass wall. Her eyes snapped open, instantly alert.

She lifted her face slowly from his chest, studying his sleeping features, then muttered softly, "Leo?" Her fingers pinched his cheek, playful and teasing.

"Wake up, Leo darling~ otherwise, mommy's going to kiss you right here~" Her voice dripped with mischief, but Leo didn't stir.

She smiled to herself, rising gracefully from the bed. Quietly, she slipped a white coat off the hanger and draped it over her shoulders, glancing back at Leo once more.

Clap!

She clapped her hands, commanding, "Initiate Scan Module! Begin comprehensive evaluation protocol!"

Thud!

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