The Ethereal Love : Elara & Lumina

Chapter 2 : A Touch Forbidden

The mesmerizing gaze of Lumina can't be controlled for Elara's eyes even though she tries to look away. Soon enough, it was Lumina who caught sight of Elara making the situation turn into a whole different level of feels.

Elara's breath hitched as Lumina tilted her head, her smile both playful and seductive. The moonlight, filtering via the cover, bathed Lumina in an ethereal glow, highlighting the delicate curve of her lips and the manner her impossibly tiny shape shimmered with an internal mild. Elara, for the first time, observed how the sheer cloth of Lumina's get dressed clung to her impossibly small body, the moonlight hinting on the soft curves below.

"Thank you," Lumina replied, her voice a tinkling melody that despatched a shiver down Elara's backbone. "I've by no means seen a nymph earlier than. Not up near, anyway." The phrases sent a jolt of exhilaration via Elara. "Neither have I visible a fairy," she admitted, her voice slightly a whisper.

A beat of silence hung heavy inside the air, charged with unstated curiosity. Then, with a boldness that amazed even Elara, Lumina fluttered closer, her wings brushing towards Elara's naked arm, sending a spark of heat capturing through her.

"Can I contact you?" Lumina's voice became a mere whisper, laced with an innocence that by hook or by crook controlled to be provocative.

Elara's coronary heart hammered in opposition to her ribs. This turned into forbidden, a dance on the threshold of a precipice. Yet, the trap of the unknown, the whispered promise of something exhilarating, changed into impossible to resist.

"Yes," Elara breathed, the phrase catching in her throat.

Lumina's laughter, like wind chimes caressing a summer season breeze, stuffed the clearing. Then, with a feather-mild contact, Lumina's hand, cool and luminescent, trailed down Elara's arm. The sensation was in contrast to whatever Elara had ever experienced, a tingling present day that danced across her skin, igniting a spark deep within.

Elara leaned in, captivated by using the feel of Lumina's contact. The air crackled with a odd energy, a robust blend of trepidation and desire. As Lumina's hand brushed towards Elara's collarbone, a puff escaped Elara's lips. The forbidden touch despatched a jolt of satisfaction through her, a sweet ache blossoming in her center.

Lumina's contact lingered, a spark igniting a wildfire inside Elara. Desire, raw and untamed, surged via her, painting her cheeks with a flush that rivaled the moonlight. Elara, emboldened with the aid of a newfound sense of abandon, reached out and traced a finger down the curve of Lumina's get dressed. The fabric yielded beneath her touch, cool and smooth in opposition to her pores and skin.

Lumina gasped, a legitimate each startled and delighted. Elara felt a surge of possessiveness, a yearning to discover the delicate shape under her fingertips. In that second, the regulations, the warnings, faded into insignificance. All that mattered changed into the intoxicating press of pores and skin towards pores and skin, the promise of something forbidden and interesting.