The shock froze Naylyn. Not only a stranger sneaked up on her; He touched her before she could react.
Furthermore, the Nimbar was effortlessly bypassed. 'How did he do it?!. And why is his scent mildly sweet, despite he only has a Grade 0 Singularity?!. His stench should be disgustingly hideous!.'
"Stay still, and don't make a fuss. Are we clear, Beautiful?."
Naylyn absentmindedly nodded once, and blinked in disbelief as she felt Vurckair's body heat and sugary scent fading as he released her. 'Judging the shade of his blue eyes; I'd say he's a Yavellant or a Thyfall. But that pure indigo hair is a distinctive of the Vecturion.'
'I know they were famous for their stealth abilities, even before they established themselves as a House. But this is insane. I can't tell for sure he is in front of me, and i required direct contact just to see him.'
"Beautiful. I don't mind your touch." Teased Vurckair. "But i think it's your turn to stop the bold act. Unless you prefer to squeeze me a little."
"Squeeze?." Puzzled, murmured Naylyn, who moved on reflex, and cupped a feel of Vurckair's groin over his Adarga.
"Daring indeed; Aren't you, Beautiful?."
"You authorized me to–!" Naylyn exclaimed with decreasing tone, her voice filled with shame, and the spark of a foreign, primal emotion; Stroking the young man's crotch as she pulled her hand away, and stepped back.
Her last action is repeated with the advance of Vurckair; Forcing her to walk backwards till she is cornered against the terrace's wall.
"I certainly allowed it once." Vurckair admitted. "Though, the first and last time you touched me are not accounted. However. Shouldn't you extend me the same courtesy?."
Naylyn blushed, her face tilted to her right, but her eyes remained locked on Vurckair's.
Never in her entire life she has been the weak link.
But in front of Vurckair; She felt like a small, helpless prey toyed around by a sadistic predator; Regardless of the fact that she possesses a Grade 15 Singularity, and could use a shockwave to blast him away with a mere thought.
Calming her agitated heartbeat, and confused emotions; Naylyn spoke with serene resolution. "The first touch was an accident caused by the unnecessary concealment of your presence."
She tried to regain her foothold by passing the error to Vurckair. But he countered immediately. "Weird. I arrived first. Shouldn't you be the one doing an introduction?. Not to mention your failure at not noticing the person sleeping in the bedroom."
She blushed with a cute annoyed pout. He is not wrong, and she knows it. "My name is Naylyn Lunniares Nephron. And the point of illusions and protective barriers placed on the beds is to ensure our privacy and safety. It doesn't count if you saw that person just because you arrived first."
Vurckair tried to stay stoic, but to no avail. His expression of realization is too obvious to not be noticed by Naylyn.
"You saw–" She stammered. "You don't have Black Scleras. But you saw…" The words are caught in her throat for an instant. "You saw how i–"
"Yes." Vurckair stated firmly. "I saw you in all your glory, «Nalune»." He remarked. "Don't ask me «How». I have no idea."
"Na-Nalune?." Embarrassed asked Naylyn.
"It's for the first two letters in every word of your full name. Don't you like it?." Teased Vurckair, who enjoyed the Lady's flushed cheeks, and frustrated attitude.
{I hope her buttocks can be colored with the same shade}
"My taste is irrelevant, Vecturion. You're taking too many liberties–"
"I've already seen you naked, Nalune. It would be strange if i didn't want to get closer to you. Besides; Use my name, «Vurckair». I dislike when others think my Family is the only value i hold."
A sleepy yawn echoed inside the bedroom.
Both turned to the sound, and observed a damsel of scarlet hair and massive breasts that are slightly disproportionate to her body's figure.
"Let's discuss the arrangement's details later, Nalune." Intimately whispered Vurckair into the ear of his attractive roommate.
A cold, uneasy shiver ran down Naylyn's spine. What awoke an inexplicable sensation of sheer insecurity; Mixed with uncertain expectancy that she can't help but to found intoxicating, and appealing.
'Why am i trembling?. Is it out of fear?. His voice left me breathless, and started this burning pressure on my chest… Is it a spell?.'
Naylyn left the terrace behind Vurckair; Not losing sight of him.
'A charm spell… No, it can't be. He may be able to ignore my Nimbar; But it's impossible for me to be affected by the interference of spells powered by a Singularity with a grade so much lower than mine.'
{She doesn't take her eyes off me. Don't tell me the women in Ell'Thane have the same fixation for physically strong men; Like it happened in Loutharn}
Vurckair flexed his back muscles, well-defined and toned even through the slight obstruction the Adarga's scales represent.
'What is he doing?. And how come his skin looks more rigid and resistant than his scales?.'
Hypnotized by her own curiosity; Naylyn stayed behind Vurckair. Her fingers brushed, touched, and pressed the young man's upper back with fluctuating strength, fascinated by how it felt.
{She doesn't seem interested in my muscles, if not in my Adarga and how it works}
Feeling mischievous, Vurckair plays a trick on Naylyn.
The scales of his Adarga are twisted to the side, trapping firmly the Lady's fingers.
She let out a feminine, surprised yelp.
What caught the attention of the third person in the room, Balalaika. Who still sleepy, sat at her bed's edge; After she sighted her two roommates, her bright emerald eyes went wide open. "Gu-Good morning… Are you waiting for me?."
Balalaika lowered her head and murmured softly. "Of course you two are waiting… Why i'm so clumsy?…"
"I'm sorry." She talked louder, and raised from her bed. "I'm sorry." Her hurried motion made her trip, stumbling her steps towards the wardrobe.
"Please wait more. I'll be fast. Don't have breakfast without me. I won't take long. I swear." Balalaika didn't wait for an answer, and went straight to the shower.
Vurckair's eyes followed the busty body frame of his second roommate.
{Oops!. I'm not alone}
Aware of Naylyn's presence; He glanced at her to observe displeasure, disgust or blatant rage. She knows he can see Balalaika undressing in the bathroom.
To Vurckair's surprise. Naylyn is open-mouthed; Stupefied by the ongoing event in the bathroom.
"This is not possible…" Confused muttered Naylyn. "How can i see her naked through the tainted glass?."
She stared at Balalaika's enormous breasts, and glanced down. Shame and envy filled her heart along a speck of jealousy. 'He must be enjoying…'
Naylyn's eyes matched Vurckair's gaze; And her mind went blank for a second, before she panicked. 'Why is he looking at me?!…'