Inside a certain room, Killian entered the room while gently pulling Alicia's hands. He guided her into the bed, allowing her to sit down. Killian put his hands on his hips while observing her.
Alicia was breathing heavily; her eyes had nothing in them but lust. She could no longer talk, and she could only stare at Killian.
"Yeah, I overdid it again. She has weaker will than I expected. A mage specializing in mind-reliant magic should have a much more fortified mind than this." He shrugged. "Whatever."
Killian leaned into Alicia, putting his knee between her legs.
"Alicia," he whispered softly into her ears.
"I feel really hot. I don't know what to do; I think I am going to explode," Alicia confessed.
Killian held her jaw and guided it into him. "Let me help you with it," he said, leaning into her.
Killian gave her a peck on the lips, immediately feeling the hotness of her soft lips.
"How does it feel?" Killian asked.