Chapter 281 | Lyra’s Kiss…

Chapter 281: 281 | Lyra’s Kiss...

"Oh..."

It was the only useful word Dexter could manage as he watched Mira wheel herself out of the bathroom with her spectral arms.

He didn’t quite remember walking to his room and it took sometime before he finally came to.

’I certainly didn’t expect this...’

He ended ended up sitting on the edge of his bed and every time he tried to think about the remarkable control Mira had shown over her spectral arms, his mind returned to the warmth of her lips.

She had stood up to kiss him. That thought was proving much more difficult to handle than any cultivation mystery.

Nearly half an hour passed before a gentle knock sounded at his door. Dexter lowered his hand from his cheek. "Come in."

Lyra stepped inside. She had changed into a simple purple colored dress and nightdress, her freshly washed hair lying loose around her shoulders, still damp at the ends, and she carried the clean scent of soap into the room with her.

Her eyes found his face immediately. ’What are you thinking about?’

Dexter smiled. "Nothing much."

She narrowed her eyes slightly as she pouted slightly.

Dexter cleared his throat. "Come in properly. You don’t have to stand at the door."

She closed it behind her and approached the bed. For a moment, her fingers brushed over the blanket as though deciding where to sit, and then she settled beside him, close enough that the mattress dipped gently beneath them both.

Dexter turned toward her. "Is anything wrong?"

Lyra eyes became a bit watery, then pouted. ’Is it bad I came to your room?’

"Of course not." He smiled. "I was only worried something had happened."

’Nothing happened.’ Her expression eased up, and she looked down at her hands before looking at him again. ’Just wanted to say thank you for today.’

Dexter’s smile faded into something gentler. Lyra tucked a damp strand of hair behind her ear.

’I had fun. Even though... I missed what happened.’ Her gaze moved to his shoulder. Dexter resisted the urge to immediately assure her that everything was fine. She had been there. She had cleaned the wounds herself. Instead, he waited.

She sighed as she stared at the ceiling.

’It’s been years since I had a day like that, even before I was injured.’

Dexter looked at her hands resting on the blanket. "Then we’ll have to do it again."

Her eyes brightened. ’That would be nice.’

Then her lips curled upwards. ’And without you complaining whenever you lose.’

"I was outnumbered!"

’Same thing.’

Dexter laughed, and Lyra’s smile widened at the sound. For a while, they sat together without speaking. She didn’t reach for her phone or look toward the door. Her shoulder nearly touched his, and she seemed content simply to remain there.

Then she turned toward him more fully. ’Dexter.’

"Hmm?"

Her fingers gathered a small fold of the blanket. ’Teach me how to kiss again.’

He blinked, a bit stunned as Lyra held his gaze, though a blush was already spreading across her cheeks. The quiet room seemed to grow much smaller.

"You want another lesson?" he asked softly.

She nodded. ’I don’t think I learned everything last time.’

There was a shy hint of mischief in her eyes.

Dexter recognized it now—that little attempt to sound innocent while asking for exactly what she wanted. What he suspected last time was true, she wasn’t learning to kiss just because, she wanted to kiss him.

Ar the realization, Dexter’s heartbeat quickened.

He turned toward her, and she slowly released the blanket. The uncertainty that had followed their earlier encounter with Aurelyx didn’t take hold this time. He knew from the familiar rhythm of her heartbeat, it was Lyra.

He lifted his hand slowly, brushing a damp strand of hair away from her cheek. "Are you ready?"

Her gaze moved to his mouth, then returned to his eyes. ’Yes.’

Dexter leaned closer, and Lyra met him halfway.

Their lips touched gently at first, the electric contact made them both pause. Her mouth was warm, and the small breath she released brushed his lips before she closed her eyes and he kissed her again, softly, letting the moment settle between them.

Lyra’s hand found his sleeve. She held it for a few seconds, then loosened her grip and shifted closer. Her shoulder touched his chest, and Dexter’s hand moved to the side of her face, his thumb resting lightly against her cheek.

She leaned into his palm. That small, trusting movement affected him more than he expected.

He drew back just enough to look at her. Lyra opened her eyes, which was a bit dazzling. ’Why did you stop?’

The question was so immediate that he almost laughed. "I was checking on my student."

’Your student is alright, continue.’

His smile touched hers when he leaned in again. This time, she didn’t hesitate as her lips cover Dexter’s upper lip.

Dexter arrested her lower lip, kissing and caressing them carefully with his own lips as their breath became one.

She tilted her head to follow his movement, and the kiss grew steadier and Dexter almost forgot everything.

There was only Lyra sitting close to him, choosing to close the remaining distance.

Her fingers suddenly slid from his sleeve to his shoulder, then into his hair as her fingers tangled against his hair, drawing his lips even tighter to hers.

"Mnn~"

A quiet sound escaped her lips against his mouth, barely more than a breath, and Dexter trembled before he could stop himself.

Lyra felt it. Her fingers stilled for a moment, then softened in his hair.

He held her gently at the shoulder, giving her room to pull back whenever she wished. She stayed, kissing him with growing confidence, occasionally losing the rhythm and finding it again and neither seemed eager to end it in the slightest.

More than a minute slipped by in those close, unhurried kisses before they finally drew apart, both breathing harder than before.

Dexter remained near her for a moment, his forehead almost touching hers. Lyra’s fingers were still in his hair.

[A/N: Gimme Supergift! ??]