I kept moaning softly as his lips traveled lower, igniting sparks across my skin. Every kiss, every touch sent waves of heat crashing through my body. My breath hitched as he trailed his mouth down my neck, his hands exploring deeper, slower—his fingers brushing over my bare skin with a familiarity that made my heart race.
His touch felt like a memory—something my body remembered even if my mind didn't. My back arched slightly, pressing myself closer to him, and I gasped as his hand slipped lower, grazing between my thighs.
"Ahhh," I moaned, trembling from the sheer intensity of it. My body was on fire—burning with a pleasure I couldn't explain, and for a moment, I completely lost myself in the feeling.
But then—
A flash.
Suddenly, a memory jolted through me like lightning.
I was in a garden, laughing. Twirling in the sunlight as flower petals danced around me. Ciel was there, smiling—his smile warm and soft, not the dark, guarded one he always wore now.
What was that?
