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Carrying Rise on his arms, Kamille continued to the bedroom, not releasing Rise's lips, not even for a moment. As though drunk from pleasure, he became addicted to the taste of Rise's lips, wanting to continue sucking and biting on them. 

Sitting on the bed, with Rise sitting on his lap, who was hooking both of his legs around Kamille. In this position, it was hard to say who was really in the upper hand. 

However, both imprisoned one another in the tight enclosure of their arms or legs. Neither one wanted to let go. 

Rise gradually felt a huge thing poking on his ass, giving a tingled sensation on his stomach, awakening his own arousal. In fact, Rise had never once reached this point with Kamille before. 

Sure, they would kiss, and he would also sit on Kamille's lap during the guiding session. However, the guiding session never actually evolved on this point. 

Where... They were stepping into another stage, into another territory besides kissing.