Klein slid a hand around Walpurga’s waist and pulled her closer. She did not resist. On the contrary, she lifted her face toward him. Their lips t again, first softly, then with growing intensity. The kiss deepened quickly. Walpurga wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers sliding into his hair. She tilted her head slightly to better respond to his kiss, and a light muffled moan escaped from her throat.
"Klein..." she murmured against his lips before diving back into the kiss.
Their mouths pressed together with more force. Klein’s tongue caressed hers, and Walpurga responded with fervor. Her body pressed against Klein’s, her generous curves molding to his chest. She ran a hand along his neck, her nails gently brushing his nape, which sent a shiver down Klein’s back. He felt himself lting with love for her. Every contact, every shared breath made him completely captive to this woman.
The kiss beca deeper, more urgent. Walpurga let out another moan, more audible this ti, a soft and husky sound that vibrated against Klein’s lips. She held him tighter, her fingers digging into his hair as she kissed him with a passion she no longer hid. Their breathing quickened. Klein held her firmly by the waist, one hand slowly sliding up along her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the light fabric of her training outfit.
They barely pulled apart to catch their breath, their foreheads pressed together. Walpurga’s violet eyes shone with an intense glow.
"You make lose control," she murmured in a slightly breathless voice. "I should not... but I do not want to stop."
Klein did not answer with words. He captured her lips again in an even deeper kiss. This ti, Walpurga moaned more openly against his mouth, a sound that betrayed her growing desire. She placed both hands on his neck, pulling him even closer as if she wanted to rge with him. Their tongues danced together in a sensual and possessive dance. Klein felt completely overwheld by the love and desire he felt for her. His heart beat hard in his chest, and each of Walpurga’s moans increased the heat inside him.
They stayed like this for long minutes, lost in a series of increasingly intense kisses. Walpurga gently nibbled his lower lip before kissing him again with ardor. Another moan escaped her, longer and more trembling, when she felt Klein’s hands slip under the fabric of her robe to caress the bare skin of her back. She arched slightly against him, her body reacting instinctively.
"Klein... more," she breathed between two kisses, her voice husky with desire. "Do not stop."
He obeyed. Their kisses beca slower but deeper, more sensual. Walpurga kept one hand firmly placed on his nape, her fingers caressing his skin while the other hand moved down to his chest. She explored his body with possessive curiosity. Each ti their lips separated for a mont, she returned imdiately, as if unable to do without it. Her moans beca more frequent, softer, a mix of sighs and small stifled cries that filled the silent room.
Klein felt himself lting completely. He was enamored with this powerful woman, with her character, her beauty, and the way she surrendered in his arms. He kissed her with all the love and desire he felt, his hands roaming her back, her waist, her hips. Walpurga responded by pressing herself even more against him, her generous curves glued to his body. A new, deeper moan ca from her throat when he kissed the corner of her jaw and then moved slightly down to her neck.
They eventually lay down on the wide bench, never fully breaking contact. Walpurga positioned herself on top of him, her long white hair falling like a curtain around their faces. She kissed him again, deeply, languorously, her hand still placed on his neck to hold him against her. Her moans beca more intimate, more expressive as their bodies entwined.
"You are mine," she murmured between two passionate kisses. "And I am yours tonight..."
Klein held her tight against him, his hands sliding along her thighs. He kissed her with total devotion, losing himself in the heat of her mouth and the softness of her moans. Ti seed suspended. Only their mingled breaths mattered, the light sound of their lips constantly seeking each other, and the raw, sensual sounds that escaped Walpurga each ti the kiss beca more intense.
They spent a long part of the evening like this, alternating between murmured conversations and passionate embraces. Walpurga remained nestled against him, her head resting on his chest after a long kiss, her hand still gently caressing his neck.
"I did not think this would happen so quickly between us," she confessed in a low voice. "But I regret nothing."
"Neither do I," replied Klein as he ran his fingers through her hair. "I want to stay by your side, Walpurga."
She lifted her head and kissed him again, slowly. A soft moan escaped her as she savored this kiss. Their bodies remained entwined, the complicity between them having reached a new level. The moon continued to shine through the high windows, illuminating their tightly pressed silhouettes.
Later, as fatigue began to set in, they remained lying against each other. Walpurga traced light circles on his chest with her fingertips, her breath still a little irregular after their embraces.
"Tomorrow, we will resu training," she murmured. "But tonight... tonight is ours."
Klein nodded and kissed her on the forehead, then on the lips one last ti, a tender and deep kiss that made Walpurga moan softly again. He felt completely enamored with her, lting into this budding love that made every mont with her precious and intense.
"I hope you are aware of what you are doing, Klein... I am quite possessive~" she murmured in his ear.
Klein swallowed slightly nervously.
’Did I just get myself in deep shit!?’
"I don’t worry about your possessiveness, witch of curses... For I have fallen in love with you."
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