CHAPTER 139: EX 139. MISTAKES

Leon and Elizabeth had been apart for far too long, and now that they were alone in the quiet comfort of the common room, that distance collapsed.

It started with lingering glances. The warmth of her body beside his, the soft scent of her body, and the curve of her hips in that tight gown, they all chipped away at his restraint. He tried to stay grounded, telling himself he needed rest. But Elizabeth knew him too well.

"Don’t worry. I’ll do all the work."

That shattered everything.

Elizabeth’s hand moved slowly at first as she concentrated on the movie, but as she felt Leon’s rod throb in her grasp, she decided to give it her full attention. Leon let out soft gasps as she worked on him. And just as he was about to release, she suddenly let go. Leon almost cursed out loud,

"Why did you stop?"

Elizabeth had already stood up from the couch, the movie no longer important to her, as she tied her hair behind her head.

"We can’t let it go to waste," she said, then knelt in front of Leon, staring up at him with eyes full of love and obsession before adding,

"Thank you for the meal."

The sound of lips sucking on something big could be heard throughout. Elizabeth started slowly, sucking around the top first as Leon gasped in pleasure before she went further down, her tongue wrapping around his phallus as her head went up and down. Leon felt like he was being sent to heaven as he grabbed her hair roughly before pouring a massive load into her mouth. When he was done, Elizabeth shifted back, swallowing,

"That was delicious."

Leon still recovering from the pleasure suddenly became energized.

As he grabbed Elizabeth, who let out a yelp, and placed her on the couch with her backside facing him.

"Now it’s my turn."

He then raised her gown, revealing her soaked panties, and the sight was not surprising.

"I can see someone is ready for some action." Elizabeth just blushed, remaining silent. Leon smiled as he grabbed the edge of her panties and began to pull them down,

"Where has all that bravado gone?" Elizabeth remained silent as Leon pulled down her panties completely, revealing a spectacular view. This was not the first time he had seen it, but each time it seemed to take his breath away.

Leon then rested on her back, his two hands grabbing her waist as he whispered into her ear, his breath further stimulating her,

"Are you ready?" Elizabeth shyly responded, "Hmm." Leon then pulled back before slamming his rod into her pink pussy, his hips slapping against her backside as he increased his speed. "TA TA TA TA TA!"

Elizabeth couldn’t hold herself as she began to moan, but Leon wasn’t done. He promised to pay her back for nearly blue-balling him earlier as his two hands moved to the top of her gown before pulling it down and revealing her breasts. He grabbed them, their soft and squishy texture merging with his arms as he gave them a slight squeeze, which elicited a sharp moan from Elizabeth as she arched her back, and her cave tightened around Leon’s rod before she collapsed on the couch.

Leon just stood by the couch before saying, "It’s too late to regret now; you have already woken the beast." Elizabeth just smiled there was no regret in her eyes only desire,

"Don’t worry," as she spread her hand to Leon and said, "Take me to heaven." Leon then smiled as they continued their intimate session, forgetting the movie and any semblance of rest.

****

The warmth of one reunion burned quietly behind closed doors, but elsewhere, at the base’s clinic, the air was thick with tension.

Inside the sterile room, fluorescent lights cast pale shadows across the walls. Eden lay unconscious on the medical bed, pale but stable. At his side was Adrian, who was also unconscious but in a much better state compared to Eden.

Across from them, standing rigid and barely containing himself, was Luke Feran, Eden’s father. A seasoned officer, a man with power and pride, now reduced to silence as he stared at his son. Beside him, Sandra Feran, Luke’s second wife and Eden’s mother, gripped the edge of the bed, her knuckles white. As her lips trembled, but she forced herself not to break, at least not yet.

And then, Nikko Yakomoto stepped forward. The Supreme Heir’s gaze swept over the room like a blade. Her black uniform gleamed with rank, her tone sharp yet measured.

"It’s good that you both came," she said. "You needed to see this for yourselves."

Luke’s hand balled into a fist at his side. "Who?" he asked, voice like thunder held in check. "Who dared to do this to my son?"

Sandra’s voice followed, shaky but laced with anger. "Yes, Supreme Heir... Who would do this to Eden?"

Nikko’s eyes softened just slightly, not with sympathy, but the weight of authority acknowledging grief. Then she exhaled.

"That’s why you were called," she said. "Cadet Eden was controlled. His mind was compromised... by demonic possession."

Silence. A stunned, breathless silence.

Luke’s face twisted in disbelief. "What...?"

Sandra took a step back, her breath caught in her throat. The color drained from her face. But Nikko wasn’t finished.

"After investigating, we discovered subtle mental alterations. Someone tampered with his mind... and opened a path for possession."

Sandra staggered.

Luke didn’t miss the shift. His eyes darted to his wife. Nikko’s gaze did the same, it was piercing and unreadable.

"Do either of you," Nikko said, slowly, "know what could’ve caused such a thing?"

Sandra froze. The question was a blade pointed right at her.

Luke noticed.

"Sandra," he said, calm... but steel hidden beneath. "Is there something you’re not telling me?"

Her lips parted.

Her knees gave out.

And then the tears came.

"I... I’m sorry, Luke," she whispered, sinking to the floor, trembling. "I made a terrible mistake..."

Luke didn’t move. He just stared at his wife.

And Nikko, with her arms behind her back watched in silence.