Astral kissed me. Very passionately. I kissed him back with the same ferocity. He had been on his best behaviour all day and he deserved to be rewarded. My body wasn't aching as much as it had been before, though now it ached for something else entirely.

I had grown too used to having him close. Too used to his touches, his affection. So much I was addicted. I only wanted to feel his hands all over me. I wanted him to kiss my skin, really take advantage of how sensitive it was.

It didn't take us long before our bodies were all tangled up. Astral was on top of me, kissing me, slowly moving his hips back and forth. I had such a hard time staying quiet. I was clawing at his back, moving with him as much as I could.

I was insatiable. When he was this close, I only wanted him closer, even when he physically couldn't get any closer.

He groaned and grabbed my thigh, steadying himself against me as he let loose. I took his face in my hands, forcing him to watch me. It helped him. He always lost it when our eyes met. I was expecting him to finish, but instead he shoved his free hand under me and pulled me up with him, so I was in his lap. I was so surprised I didn't even know what to do. Astral grabbed my hips and showed me though.

I couldn't have him watch me now. I pressed my forehead to his shoulder, wrapping my arms around him. I muffled myself against his skin, trying to not sound too ridiculous, but it was hard. All I wanted was to completely lose control. And why couldn't I? Wasn't this supposed to be the one time I could lose control?

I stopped holding back. I grabbed his hair and kissed him, moaning into his mouth. He moved under me, kissing me back as his hands ran over my body. It felt as if he was showing his appreciation to it, despite all its flaws. When it was just the two of us, the flaws didn't matter as much. Nothing really mattered beyond what we were feeling.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I threw my head back, letting it all run through me. I could feel Astral's eyes on me, but I didn't let that stop me. I just let myself enjoy the pleasure rolling over my body and how it left me boneless.

Astral hadn't been far behind and I felt him. I tried to move a little which made Astral whimper. He looked up at me, panting hard.

"You're amazing," he said and softly kissed me.

"You're not so bad either," I snorted against his lips.

"Brat," he laughed and got us down on the bed again. He was on top of me, resting his cheek on my chest. "Sun and stars, I needed this."

"Me too."

"I reckon we'll sleep very well tonight."

"You planning on sleeping?"

He looked up and I smirked at him. "Oh, so this is just an interim for you?"

"Are you tired?" I asked, laughing.

He sat up, straddling my thighs. "Now you listen here, I gave it my everything. So, excuse me, if I'm tired."

"Come here." I reached up and grabbed him, getting him down on the bed again, him on his back this time and me curled up to him. "You did well."

"You did seem to enjoy it a little more than usual," he murmured, his fingers running up and down my arm.

"I missed you," I whispered and kissed his chest.

"Really?" He looked so surprised.

"Why would you doubt that?" I hugged him closer before running my hand down to his thigh and back up again.

He bit down on his lip and shrugged a little. "I don't know. I guess... I don't know."

"You don't think I'm not enjoying this as much as you, right?" I asked, arching a brow at him.

He dodged my gaze and shrugged again.

I lifted up, so I was hovering above him. "Astral, I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't like it. I mean, I do love pleasing you, but not that much. I'm also in this for purely selfish reasons."

"You just always seemed so... Pure."

"I needed a little longer to get to this point, but I'm here now, aren't I?" I slid in between his legs. "It's your name I'm panting, isn't it?" I whispered and kissed his throat. "Your body I'm clinging onto."

He exhaled loudly and then grabbed me, turning us around so I was under him again. "You're just doing this, so we'd go again."

"Because I want you." I grabbed his butt, pushing him down on me. I was already ready for another round.

"You're so greedy," he said in a much softer voice and moved his hips.

"Yes," I breathed and lifted my head, kissing him.

We were in too deep now to stop, so I got what I wanted. And Astral didn't get much sleep.

"You two look exhausted," Zeke noted.

We were all pouring over our notes. We had given Zeke a notebook too, so she too could keep a journal on her own visions.

It had been good. Astral hadn't had a vision in days and he didn't look like he was about to have one either.

"Didn't get much sleep," Astral muttered as he let me measure his pulse.

Zeke sent me a look and I tried to smile innocently back. I was the one to break eye contact, to write down that Astral's pulse was normal. He wasn't pale, didn't have any cold-sweats and his hands weren't twitching. Not right now anyways. They were last night though when he... Focus, Mars.

I had been in love with Astral for years but not in lust. I was now though. I had a hard time focusing on anything but how much I wanted his hands all over me. How much I wanted to watch him squirm under me as I-

"Mars, are you listening?" Astral asked, looking extremely amused.

"Sure," I muttered, feeling the tips of my ears burn. I had been staring at Astral like some freak.

"Right, then you can tell Zeke about Jupiter the Great." He smiled and tipped his head to the side.

"Sure," I repeated and started the story of one of the greatest mages to ever live.

Jupiter the Great had been a regular mage at the college growing up. He had been a quiet boy. That was only until the uprising in the mage society had started. Jupiter was the great champion for the good mages. What exactly the bad mages wanted was unclear. Maybe they wanted domination, some spoke of 'cleansing' out the weak mages, and then some said they were just bad. No one really knew their intentions.

"Are you sure they're completely gone now then?" Zeke asked.

"No, but there haven't been any reports of their activity in a long time. Mars and I are probably one of their last casualties."

I glanced at Astral. What did he mean 'Mars and I'?

"How were you affected?" Zeke asked.

"They killed my dad and my sister," Astral replied honestly.

I widened my eyes. "What?"

Astral met my gaze. "What?" he repeated.

"Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"You never asked, Mars," he said softly and took my hand in both of his. "I appreciated it you know. But you could've asked anytime. You can still ask."

I bit down on my lip and nodded.

"Can I make an observation?" Zeke asked then, tapping her finger on the tabletop. Both Astral and I looked expectantly at her. "You two seem to be extraordinarily bad at communicating and if you plan on staying together for a long time, as romantic partners, you need to talk to each other properly."

"We're not-" Astral started but stopped the second my gaze swung back to him, shooting daggers at him. He swallowed something.

I rose to my feet. "I guess the session is over," I muttered and gathered my things, going back to the room.