I watch, breath held, as Jeremy faces the curse with unwavering determination. Despite my anger at him for carrying me and acting like he knew best earlier, a tiny spark of respect ignites within me. He's not as useless as he likes to pretend... maybe.
As Jeremy defeats the creature with ease, I can't help but feel a twinge of envy. Not just because he managed to kill it while I was left helpless on the sidelines, but because he has that strength...
as Jeremy puts his katana I'm his sheathe he walks over to Utahime and holds out his hand
I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself as he approaches. My cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as my anger begins to dissipate, leaving behind only embarrassment and relief. "Thanks..." I mumble, not quite meeting his gaze as I tentatively place my smaller hand in his larger one. He helps me up, and despite myself, I feel a warmth spread through my body at the contact.
"You're welcome," Jeremy says gruffly, his voice softer than usual. "
Utahime jumps slightly in surprise as she feels Subhra's hands on her skin, quickly buttoning up her shirt for her. Her cheeks are now burning red with embarrassment, but she can't help the satisfied smile that spreads across her face.
"T-Thank you..." she stammers, her voice barely audible above the noise of the arcade.
as subhra was buttoning up utahime's shirt he peeked inside utahime's shirt and few inch of utahime's boobs
Utahime doesn't seem to notice what Subhra is doing, too caught up in the intimate moment they're sharing. As he finishes buttoning up her shirt, he takes a step back, their faces mere inches apart. Their breath mingles together, and it's almost as if they can feel every heartbeat between them.
The air grows thick with anticipation, and neither one of them seems quite sure how to break the silence.