[A/N: Purely sex scene, skippable.]
Ash, Vaeloria, and Nia appeared in a space with nothing but clouds. Ash snapped his fingers once, and the endless cloud-sea beneath them turned a deep, sinful crimson, soft as velvet, warm as skin, thick enough to sink into.
The air itself thickened with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and raw desire; every breath tasted like sex that hadn't happened yet.
He still held both women against his bare chest, ten white-and-rose tails fanning out like a living halo of pure lust.
His rose-pink gaze slid to Nia first.
"What... you're nervous?" he murmured, voice velvet and molten.
Nia's tricolor hair was already glowing, pupils blown wide.
She only muttered "…Ashy…" before they both leaned till their lips connected.... The kiss was slow, filthy, deliberate. His tongue slid against hers and she melted instantly; she didn't pull back, but instead moaned against his mouth.
