/Sorry I forgot to update the story last week, I am publishing going to publish now 2 chapters, as this one is fully explicit -for the full version please visit my ao3 profile with the same name/
Historia sneaked in into her bedroom. As soon as the door had closed behind her, she threw her towel on top of the chest of drawers and reached into her lingerie drawer for a two-piece set—white, lace embroidered sheer robe and a g-string.
On her way to the bed, she checked her reflection in the narrow wall mirror—her robe tied with the wide satin belt around her waist flattered the silhouette of her figure. Perfectly outlined pale areolas and perky, rosy nipples protruded tantalizingly from under the lace, and round bottom stuck out from under the rim.
She sprayed a cloud of perfume on her clavicles and climbed on top of her bed, her long, still damp hair pulled to one side, exposing her long neck.
The door seemed to open in slow motion when Levi came in, and he froze for a moment at the entrance.
"Fuck. I haven't expected that." He grunted and swept his eyes up and down her body.
(...)
"Stay," he said, his voice tinted with the afterglow. "We should just kiss like real people do."
Historia hesitated. They'd never kissed. Never. Ever. It suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe deep enough, speechless, and her heart hammered in her chest, but she nodded. She pressed her lips to the corner of Levi's mouth in a brief kiss, then she kissed his chest.
Baby steps.
