CHAPTER 503: DECLARATION OF LOVE

Heiren froze, color flushing his cheeks at Coco’s unexpected question.

The mediator’s face both sheltered a look of surprise and embarrassment, though he couldn’t quite hide the satisfaction that flickered in his eyes at her words.

"I’m.. Skilled?" He echoed, his voice tinged with a touch of shyness.

Coco raised an eyebrow, her hands moving to rest gently on Heiren’s chest, the soft fabric of his shirt slightly crumpled beneath her palms.

"You know.." She mused, tilting her head as she looked down at him. "For someone who hasn’t been touched much at all by his wife.. You certainly seem quite skilled with all of this."

She shifted her weight slightly, the motion causing her body to press more against his, intensifying the pleasure rushing through the mediator’s veins.

Heiren let out a low, guttural groan, his hips bucking upwards instinctively, causing Coco to gasp at the unexpected motion. "Heiren! Don’t move like that— I’m still asking you a question!"

Coco frowned at him, her words coming out slightly shaky because of the heat and friction between them.

"I know you are." Heiren responded huskily, his voice rough with desire. "But right now, all I can think about is how good you feel on top of me, how crazy you’re making me feel.. So bind me just because I couldn’t answer your question."

Coco’s eyes narrowed into a glare, her body remaining still as she tried to resist the growing desire that coursed through her body.

You’re at the guild, Coco! This is no place to have sex with the person you so badly want to have in you!

She scolded herself in her mind and tried to maintain some sense of reason, reminding herself that they were in her workplace.

"I know." She grumbled with gritter teeth, her voice tinged with frustration and restraint. "But we can’t do it here. It’s my workplace. Hunters could walk in on us at any moment."

Heiren’s eyebrows creased together, his displeasure evident on his face.

He looked up at her with pleading eyes, his voice a mixture of annoyance and need.

"But I already locked the door." He protested, his hands gripping her hips tighter and looked at her with pleading eyes. "There’s no one out there.. We’re completely alone so please.."

Coco’s heart fluttered at the sight of Heiren pleading so desperately, her willpower weakening further with every sound that escaped his lips.

Yet, even as her body responded instinctively to the melodic sounds, rolling her hips to grind down on him to further fulfill that gaping desire deep in her body, she stubbornly held onto her resolve.

"No." She repeated, her voice wavering slightly as he groaned in response to her movements. "Kairo is out there, too. I don’t want anything to happen while he’s getting interviewed."

She shivered as she continued to move against him, resisting the almost overwhelming urge to give in to her desires and just take him on the sofa.

Heiren gasped and groaned— the sounds not helping her to ignore the growing desire to take him deep inside her, the sensations caused by her movements driving both of them wild.

"You’re.. Such a tease." He managed to gasp out, his voice a hoarse whisper. "You’re driving me crazy, you know that, right? I want you so badly, and you’re just.. Ngh, torturing me like this, my wife."

Coco’s eyes sparkled with delight, triumph shining through her emerald irises.

She could sense the effect she was having on Heiren, the way he writhed beneath her and the way he whined her name so she couldn’t help, but revel in the power she had over him.

However, there’s still one thought lingering in her mind..

"You keep telling me that I drive you crazy." She started, tilting her head slightly. "Why do you think so? Tell me, Heiren, and if you did, I might as well give you what you want."

Heiren’s voice was reduced to a mere whimper, the sensations overwhelming him as he bucked his hips upwards, desperately seeking more friction against her.

"Because.." He began, panting for breath as he looked up at her, his eyes glossy with frustrated tears. "I love you so much that it hurts so please give it to— wait, wait, wait— Coco!"

His head rolled back, his eyes fluttering closed as he gasped out, his words interrupted by a ragged moan.

Coco’s eyes widened as Heiren tensed, trembling beneath her, and it was quite obvious that he had reached the peak of his pleasure, his body shuddering under her body.

"Did you just.." Coco looked at him, her mind going blank at the sight of him, watching as Heiren slowly returned to his senses from the heights of his ecstasy, his body relaxing.

His face was flushed, his chest heaving with each ragged breath, his dark hair disheveled and damp with sweat— he was a mess, but utterly beautiful.

Unfortunately, with silence hovering over them, Coco’s mind is now processing the unexpected declaration of love that had just left the mediator’s lips a moment ago.

She had assumed, perhaps mistakenly, that his desire for her body was merely a result of physical attraction, a need to release tension or stress.

However, as she looked down at him now and at the intensity in his eyes along with the affection written across his face, she realized that there was so much more to it.

He was not just seeking temporary release, but rather confessing his genuine affection for her.

Ah.. This is.. Coco’s lips twitched slightly as the realization of Heiren’s confession sank in, the words he had spoken just moments earlier echoed in her mind, his declaration of love playing like a sweet and beautiful melody through her thoughts.

For long enough, she had harbored feelings towards the mediators.

She kept her own feelings carefully hidden behind a friendly and caring mask, but now, as she looked down at Heiren, vulnerable and spent, she can’t stop herself from wondering if the others feel the same way as her.