“Wow…”

Damien didn’t know what he was expecting, but when Elena’s body was revealed in front of his eyes, he was breathless.

Her breasts weren’t overly big, but he was always a believer that shape mattered more than size. Her breasts perfectly fit into his hands as if they were made for him from the beginning, so he had not a single thing to complain about.

His eyes were locked on their position. Feeling the heat in his gaze, Elena shyly brought her arms up to cover her exposed chest. It of course made her happy how invested Damien seemed to be in her body, but it was still shameful to be stared at so blatantly.

Damien’s gaze panned down. Unfortunately, though, he had only undone the top portion of her robes, so the view below her toned stomach was blocked from his eyes. But what he was seeing now was more than he had ever thought he’d see from her.

A flood of memories inadvertently rushed through his mind. From the day he had met Elena to the day he had fallen into the dungeon. The countless memories they shared together and the moments when they had relied on nobody but each other.

He remembered the way she used to gaze at him, the way he ignored that gaze because he was too focused on the problems at hand. He wanted to go back in time and beat the ** out of his younger self for refusing a woman like Elena.

But the past was the past. His hand moved to her cheek as he stared into her eyes. They may not have been special in the same way Rose’s or Ruyue’s eyes were, but they were truly beautiful nonetheless.

“You…are you sure you want to do this?” He couldn’t help but ask.

Looking at him, Elena smiled gently. Even in this kind of situation, he was showing so much consideration for her. She was heartened by it, but she was also a bit saddened that he was hesitating.

But if that was his feeling, it just meant that she needed to further prove her determination. She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, clumsily planting her lips onto his.

Her first kiss. Just like that, it was gone.

Her movements were sloppy. She had never done anything like this before, and the things she had seen online were of no help in this situation.

Feeling the light tremble in her lips as she tried to lead, Damien understood that he could no longer hesitate. He immediately took control of the situation.

He led her through the process, slowly getting her acclimated to the feeling of her lips on his. Once she became more comfortable, he snaked his tongue into her mouth and gently pried open her teeth.

“Mm…!”

Elena made a sound of surprise, inadvertently giving in to his prodding. His tongue slid through the gap and intertwined with her own.

His hands didn’t stay idle either. As Elena became more used to their kissing routine, he trailed his hand up her waist and once again began playing with her breasts, stimulating those pink protrusions whenever he got the chance.

“Mmm~”

Her continuous moans reverberated in his mouth as they kissed, making him want to hear them endlessly. His unoccupied hand soon traveled down past her waistline and took the opportunity to fondle her pliant ass.

“Mhmm~!”

Elena was almost overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of new stimulation. Being attacked on three sides at the same time, her innocence towards these kinds of matters began to show through.

But no matter what Damien did, she didn’t reject. Even as his hand snuck into her panties and touched her directly, she only moaned harder to show her satisfaction.

Damien felt incredibly lucky that Elena was a novice like himself. Although she didn’t notice it, his movements were extremely clumsy.

His member was rock hard already, threatening to burst out of his pants from the second this situation had started. Now that they were this far, he was infinitely close to embarrassing himself even though they hadn’t arrived at the main course yet.

It seemed his hands couldn’t stay still any longer. His finger slipped into Elena’s sacred cave from the back, instantly taking their current activities to the next level.

“Ahhh~”

Elena separated her mouth from his and let out a heavenly moan. With the sudden intrusion on her most private area, she could no longer hold herself back.

But that moan…it snapped the last string of reasoning remaining in Damien’s head. The second he heard it, the pair vanished from the secret realm where they had once been.

They reappeared in the Sanctuary, a hidden area of it that Damien had separated for his personal use.

When they landed, he had already dropped them in a position where he was on top of Elena, her back pressed against the ground.

He undressed her lower half immediately. But even as he did so, Elena did the same to him.

His body which had been forged and reconstructed countless times appeared before her eyes. His muscles were perfectly toned, not being overly large but carrying an undeniable amount of power within them.

Even from the day Damien had left the dungeon, his body had been nearing perfection in appearance. Now that he had been tempered by the Primordial Undying Tree, amongst many other lesser temperings, it was even more so at that level.

Elena’s breaths became short and ragged as she ran her hands across his body. Damien wasn’t any better. When Elena’s gaze panned down, she could clearly see the raging dragon that was desperately trying to break free of its cage.

“Ahhh~!”

She let out a surprised moan. Before she realized it, Damien had once again continued his assault. His fingers were attacking her sacred cave aggressively, while his mouth was planted on one of her rosy buds.

Elena was overwhelmed by pleasure. The only thing she could do was wrap her arms around his head and bring him closer to her breasts, heightening the amount of pleasure she felt even further.

But this kind of pleasure…it had made Elena forget that it was her first time partaking in such activities. As if it had been suppressed for far too long, a dam broke within her.

“Ahhhhh~!”

A sudden sense of euphoria made her feel like she was floating on clouds. Her back arched, a piercing moan left her mouth, and a stream of clear liquid flowed from her sacred cave. Her mind left her body in that instant, dancing in the heavens alongside spirits and angels.

As she came down from the first climax she’d ever had in her life, only the sound of the two’s rugged breathing filled the space they were in. They looked into each other’s eyes, clearly seeing the desire they had for each other.

Should they stop, or should they continue? The question that both of them had asked themselves countless times before this point wasn’t even in their minds anymore.

The border between friends and lovers, the one that had been plaguing their relationship for so long, it had been broken in a single instant.

Damien’s head dropped, his lips once again meeting hers. His dragon was finally let free of the final barrier blocking its path.

Their lower bodies rubbed against each other ceaselessly. Until this point, Damien had only been providing pleasure without receiving it. Now that he was, it was a completely different type of heaven.

And after so much time spent in preparation, there was no more need to hold back. His dragon aligned with the entrance of Elena’s sacred cave. And with one final push, it broke the last barrier that prevented its entry.

Within a hidden area of the Sanctuary, where none would ever reach but the two of them, only a woman’s cries of pleasure and a man’s heavy grunts could be heard for many hours to come.