Chapter Eleven

The moment shifted from innocent to intense as their lips pressed together with growing passion. Diluc’s lips were firm yet gentle against Furina’s, and though his face remained an impassive mask, his eyes betrayed a flicker of emotion that was otherwise hidden. The passion in his eyes was like a storm trapped behind a calm facade, revealing a raw, unspoken connection.

Furina’s heart raced as she felt the warmth of his kiss envelop her. The way Diluc’s lips moved against hers conveyed a sense of urgency and desire that transcended words. His hand, which had gently cupped her face, now pressed with a comforting firmness, anchoring her in the moment. Despite his outward stoicism, the tenderness of his touch spoke volumes, communicating a depth of emotion that his face did not reveal.

As their kiss grew more fervent, Furina could feel Diluc’s internal conflict, the way his usual control was momentarily loosened by the intensity of the moment. The world outside seemed to dissolve into insi