Intergalactic conquest with an AI-Chapter 293 Who Are You. {3} [R17]

Rex hesitated, his body stiffening for a moment before he finally relented, sinking back into her hold. His breath hitched, and for the first time, the mask of stoicism he always wore began to crack. "I failed you," he whispered, his voice raw with regret. "I failed both of you."

Nyra shook her head, her fingers threading through his hair in a gesture of comfort. "You didn't fail us," she said softly. "You're here. And we're going to figure this out together. Lyra... she's strong. She'll understand. But you have to stop blaming yourself."

The Lady in White watched the scene unfold with her expression being a mixture of fondness and sorrow. She kneeled beside them, her presence a calming force amidst the storm of emotions. Find your next read at novelbuddy

"Rex," her voice was like a soothing melody.

The Lady in White's innocent gaze flickered between Rex and Nyra, her words hanging in the air like a thunderclap. "I'm sorry to interrupt your cute talk, but is it not like, you know, like Nyra is already dead?" She said while tilting her head slightly as if she were discussing the weather rather than the life-and-death situation at hand.

Rex froze while his mind struggled to process her words. "What?" he stammered, his voice cracking. He had seen Nyra's body, broken, bleeding, and lifeless. How could she be alive? His thoughts raced, a storm of confusion and disbelief.

The Lady in White sighed, placing a delicate hand on her cheek. "Well, I already told Nyra there were two ways for her to not die, but she rejected the first option. So, there's only the last option left," she explained, her tone matter-of-fact.

Rex's eyes widened, and he immediately tried to push himself up from Nyra's embrace. "What is that option? If there's a way to save her, we should do it right away!" he insisted, his voice being urgent. But Nyra, oddly determined, kept her arms locked around him, refusing to let him go.

The Lady in White raised an eyebrow, amused by their antics. "Well, you and her are here not as souls but with your original body data transformed into pure energy. If I pinch you here," she said while reaching out and pinching Rex's arm, "there will appear a pinch wound on the body you left behind before coming here."

"Ouch, it hurts!" Rex yelled while glaring at her.

She chuckled softly. "Well, does it?"

Rex blinked, his mind racing to catch up. "Hold on, are you saying that these are our original bodies?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

The Lady in White smiled, her expression being almost smug. "Oh my, aren't you the smart one? But you're also not entirely right. What you both are using is a perfect copy I made of your bodies. Think of it as a vessel to store your souls. The moment you leave this place, everything your body experienced here will be carried over to your original bodies. Think of it as a copy and paste."

She finished her explanation with a proud smile, but Rex and Nyra exchanged blank looks, utterly lost.

"And she said before she wasn't a goddess..." Nyra whispered into Rex's ear, her voice barely audible. But the Lady in White, with her otherworldly senses, heard every word. She cleared her throat, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.

"Anyways," she continued while brushing past the comment, "the thing is, what's keeping Nyra alive right now is your blood that's on her body. But since her body is losing blood like a river, it's only a matter of time before she runs out."

"To heal her, we'll need something more precious than your blood, something that contains a bit of power." Her blush deepened as she spoke, her eyes darting away.

Rex, ever the impulsive one, didn't hesitate. "If I can save her life, I can give anything! Just tell me what I need to do!" he declared with his voice filled with determination.

The Lady in White's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh my, such passion! I expected nothing less from my son. Well then, you and her will need to have... intercourse."

The room fell silent. Rex's face went pale, and Nyra's cheeks turned a shade of red so bright it could rival the sun. Rex opened his mouth to respond, then closed it, his earlier bravado evaporating.

"Oh, I thought it was something dangerous," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. He glanced at Nyra, who was now staring at the ground, her face burning with embarrassment.

The Lady in White clapped her hands together with a radiant smile. "Well then, no time to waste! Let's get started, shall we?" she said, as if she were suggesting they have tea rather than... well, that.

Rex and Nyra exchanged a panicked look with their minds racing. This was not how either of them had imagined this day going. But as the Lady in White stood there, beaming with pride and anticipation, they realized there was no escaping what came next.

"Uh... Nyra?" Rex began, his voice trembling.

"Y-yes?" She squeaked, still refusing to meet his eyes.

The Lady in White sighed dramatically. "Oh, for heaven's sake, just kiss already!" she exclaimed while throwing her hands in the air. "I'll give you some privacy. But don't take too long! Time is of the essence!"

And with that, she vanished in a swirl of white petals, leaving Rex and Nyra alone in the garden, the weight of her words hanging heavily between them.

As Rex gazed at Nyra, he was met with a sight that made his heart skip a beat. She lay on the bed of white flowers, her usual cheeky attitude replaced by a shy demeanor that only added to her allure.

Her cheeks were adorned with a delicate red flush, creating a sensual contrast with her pale skin that seemed to glow in the soft light. The innocence in her eyes was still there, but it was now laced with a hint of seduction, making Rex's resolve waver.

"Nyra, I... I don't think this is right," Rex stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're like a little sister to me, just like Lyra. Let's wait for her to come back and see if there's another way." The thought of crossing the line with Nyra made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was betraying his own sense of morality.

But Nyra was not one to be deterred. With a fierce glint in her eye, she turned around and pinned Rex down, her small hands grasping his wrists as she straddled him.

"Im not enough for you? Im not sexy in your eyes? Do you hate doing it with me that much?!"

Her crimson eyes blazed with passion as she demanded to know if she wasn't enough for him, if he found her unattractive or repulsive. The pain and vulnerability in her voice were palpable, making Rex's heart ache with regret.

"It's not that," Rex began to explain, but Nyra silenced him with a gentle touch of her hand on his mouth. Her fingers were soft and warm against his lips, sending shivers down his spine.

"You know... I've been in love with you since the day we met in the medical bay," Nyra confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I'm sure Lyra feels the same way. I want you to see me as a woman, not just a little girl." The sincerity in her words was unmistakable, and Rex felt his resolve crumbling beneath him.

As Nyra slowly unzipped her jacket, revealing the slender curve of her abdomen and the delicate lace of her white lingerie, Rex's breath caught in his throat.

The sight of her bare skin was intoxicating, making his mind reel with desire. He couldn't help but notice the way her breasts seemed to spill out of their confines, plump and inviting beneath the thin fabric.

Nyra's hand slid away from Rex's mouth as she removed her jacket altogether, exposing herself fully. The only thing covering now were just those two pieces of white lingerie covering those perfect spheres.

Rex couldn't think straight anymore; all he could do was gulp down his nervousness as he stared at Nyra's bared upper body. His thoughts betrayed him, and before long so did other parts, reacting without permission, taking control over rationality.

Nyra felt something hard poking at the backside.

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Instead of being taken aback or offended by this sudden involuntary movement from beneath... rather than pushing away... she lowered further and pressed onto what had brushed against her butt, letting go an almost silent gasp when noticing increasing hardness underneath.

As Nyra continued to rub against Rex, the tension between them became almost palpable. The air was thick with anticipation, and Rex's body seemed to be responding of its own accord. Nyra's eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and nervousness as she gazed at Rex, her face inches from his.

Rex's hands, which had been lying limp at his sides, suddenly stirred to life. They rose up to grasp Nyra's hips, his fingers wrapping around her curves as if drawn by an irresistible force. Nyra's breath caught in her throat as she felt his touch, her skin tingling with pleasure.

Without thinking, Rex pulled Nyra closer, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle caress. The kiss was soft and tentative at first, but it quickly deepened into something more passionate. Nyra's lips parted beneath his, allowing him to explore the depths of her mouth.