Cloudia turned her head slightly toward Reon, her voice soft—yet carrying a boldness that made his heart skip a beat.
"Master... will you kiss ?"
"Huh...!?" Reon blinked, stunned.
The wind rushing past them as the falcon soared higher into the sky.
He stared at her, half-thinking he misheard. "Cloudia, what... what are you saying all of a sudden?"
She didn’t falter. Instead, she lowered her head shyly, her cheeks tinged with a delicate blush. "I want to kiss you, Master... right now."
The wind seed to still for a mont.
"I... I feel like I want to stay by your side forever," she said, her voice trembling with sincerity. "Not just as your companion... but as sothing more."
Her gaze slowly lifted to et his, and this ti her cyan eyes sparkled with unmistakable warmth.
"And in this mont—this beautiful, romantic mont in the sky—I want you to take my first kiss."
Reon’s breath caught in his throat.
He had faced terrifying beasts, outsmarted powerful foes, and challenged fate itself... but never had soone confessed to him so openly, so vulnerably.
For a mont, he didn’t know what to say.
But in that silence, one thing rang clear—he didn’t want to refuse her.
He had grown closer to her than he ever imagined possible.
And deep down, he wanted to stay with her too... not just as a Beast Companion, but as soone precious.
"Cloudia..." Reon said quietly. "If that’s what you truly want, then I won’t turn away. But... are you sure? You won’t regret this?"
She nodded without hesitation, eyes burning with emotion. "Yes, Master. I’m sure."
Reon smiled softly.
Then, with careful hands, he placed the white tiger at the front of the saddle.
Reaching out, he lifted Cloudia, turning her gently to face him.
Their bodies swayed with the wind as the falcon, responding to Reon’s command, glided gracefully through the skies—its wings cutting the air in a steady rhythm.
Cloudia looked into his eyes, her hands gently resting on his chest, feeling his quickened heartbeat beneath her palms.
And Reon... looked back, his gaze filled with warmth and a quiet fire.
Neither of them spoke.
The sky stretched endlessly around them, the wind dancing through their hair.
Cloudia’s breath caught as Reon gently cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing softly against her skin.
Her eyes fluttered shut, lashes trembling.
And then—slowly, without hesitation—Reon leaned in, his heartbeat thundering like a drum in his ears.
Their lips t—warm, soft, hesitant at first.
Cloudia’s fingers curled into the fabric of his robes, pulling him just a little closer.
"Mn-mnh!!"
The kiss deepened, tender and electrifying, sending a wave of warmth through their bodies.
It wasn’t rushed—it was full of emotion.
Above them, only the sky bore silent witness.
The sun smiled gently upon them.
Below, the world continued unaware.
The Qing River shimred like a mirror, quietly bearing the proof of their love.
But for Reon and Cloudia, ti had stilled—if only for a breathless heartbeat.
It was their first kiss.
And in that brief, fragile mont, nothing else mattered.
’So... this is what a kiss feels like,’ Reon thought, dazed. ’It’s... warm... gentle... sweet... comforting.’
’Her lips... they’re soft like marshmallows.’
Cloudia’s heart fluttered like never before.
’I’m really kissing Master,’ she thought, a joyous flush blooming across her cheeks. ’I feel so happy...’
’I never knew a kiss could feel this good... I just want to kiss him... again and again... all day long,’
Her hands rested on his shoulders, trembling slightly—not from fear, but from overwhelming emotion.
"I want more... Master," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the wind.
Reon felt a similar ache building within him, a deep pull toward the girl before him.
He gently slipped his right hand to the back of her head, the other finding her waist, drawing her closer.
Then—
Their lips parted slightly.
Reon tilted his head and deepened the kiss, letting his tongue brush softly against hers.
"Haaa...!"
Cloudia let out a soft breath and leaned in, her own tongue responding—shy at first, then bold.
"Mmhhh!!"
"Mmhhhff!!"
Their tongues t, danced, and slowly intertwined, moving in rhythm.
Their breaths mingled.
Their warmth shared.
Saliva mixed faintly between each movent—gentle and unhurried.
"Haah... M-Mashter... I feeel... sho... goood..." Cloudia murmured against his lips, voice trembling with delight.
"e too... Cloudia," Reon whispered, his words breaking against the passion of the mont.
Her hands moved to the back of his neck, holding him as if afraid to let go.
"Master... pleahse... kissh ... moore," she breathed, eyes half-lidded with longing.
Reon couldn’t resist her plea.
He leaned in again, their lips eting with a passionate urgency.
"Mmnhhh!!"
"Mmmhhhff!!"
Their tongues tangling more eagerly, deeper now—no longer shy, but hungry and honest.
The wind howled around them, but it felt distant.
All Reon could hear was the sound of her breath, her soft moans, and the rapid beat of his own heart.
Ti slipped away.
Ten long, breathless minutes passed—lost in the heat of their first, overwhelming kiss.
At last, Reon gently pulled away, their lips parting with a soft sound.
"Haah... Hahh...!!"
Cloudia gasped, her cheeks flushed, lips glistening, and chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.
And then—
Swoosh!
Without saying a word—she shyly averted her gaze and disappeared into the Inner Beast Domain.
Reon blinked.
"Now she’s embarrassed," he thought with a smile, wiping the corner of his mouth, still wet with her lingering warmth.
But as he looked forward again, a different gaze t his.
The little white tiger sat in front of him, sulking, her tiny paws crossed and eyes burning—not with anger, but with unmistakable jealousy.
’Ah... I completely forgot she was here!’ Reon ran a hand through his hair, inwardly wincing.
Without a word, he carefully lifted the white tiger from where she sat and placed her in his lap, gently ruffling her soft fur.
"Little tiger, you’re still just a cub," he said softly, his voice filled with warmth.
"One day, when you grow up... you’ll find soone special, and you’ll be able to share monts like that too."
The tiger didn’t reply, but her ears twitched slightly, and the tension in her body eased. She leaned into his touch just a little.
Content with her quiet acceptance, Reon gave a final affectionate scratch behind her ears and then looked ahead.
He gave a light gesture with his hand, and the falcon responded instantly, letting out a piercing cry as it beat its powerful wings and accelerated through the clouds.
The world below blurred once more.
Hours passed in swift silence.
The sun began to dip in the horizon, painting the sky in amber and violet hues.
As twilight fell, night slowly took over, spreading its dark blanket across the sky, dotted with stars that sparkled like distant lights.
Ti moved gently, carried by the breeze.
Then, at last, the morning sun rose again, casting soft golden light through the clouds and warming the world with the start of a new day.
And finally, far in the distance, Reon saw it—an endless line of dark green mountains, covered in mist and shadow, rising like sleeping giants.
The edge of the untad wilderness.
The Greenhood Forest.
Reon narrowed his eyes, heart steady.
’I guess... we’ve arrived.’
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