With a little cry, Anastasia scrambled to her feet and went closer to Zen, running into his waiting arms.
She dives into his warm and strong body without hesitation. Letting out a gasp of delight and relief, he clutches at his beloved in return. He reaches out to wrap his arms around her waist before pulling her down to him. She ends up sitting on his lap while he supports her upper body with his arms.
Once his face is at the same level with hers, she begins kissing him - moving from his forehead to her cheek and then to his mouth in quick succession. He grunts as he usually does when she becomes amorous.
"This guy... How could he not know how beautiful he was? He would be more than enough to drive any girl mad," Anastasia thought, a bit frustrated at the idea that Zen probably did not even realize how strong of a force he was to her.