All Chapters of Crimson Bloomed: Ascend: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 42: Craving You Feels Too EasyAria woke up in a haze of heat and sweat, tangled in the sheets, her panties soaked through and sticking to her skin. Her chest rose and fell too quickly, like she had been running — no, like she had been dreaming.The kind of dream that left her pulsing and throbbing with need, aching in places she was too shy to talk about in the daylight. Her thighs rubbed together instinctively, trying to soothe the heat that bloomed between them, but it only made things worse.She turned her head to check the space beside her. Selene lay perfectly still, the blankets only half covering her bare shoulder, breath steady and eyes shut.The coolness of Selene’s skin beneath the blanket was almost like a chill in contrast to the heat that still flickered under Aria’s own skin. Aria exhaled quietly in relief. Thank god. The last thing she needed was Selene seeing her like this — disheveled, blushing, turned on beyond reason with a wet patch between her legs.Every

Chapter 44: She Kissed Me Clean Then Fed Me SilenceSelene didn’t rush her.She moved like a wave that knew its rhythm. She shifted her stance just enough to hook her arms under Aria’s thighs and lift her clean off the floor, steady and effortless, like she’d done it a thousand times before.Aria clung on reflex, arms wrapped around Selene’s shoulders, cheek pressed against the side of her neck. She smelled like cold wind, pine, and something sharp underneath it — ozone maybe.Aria felt like syrup.She kissed along Selene’s collarbone lazily as they moved, small open - mouthed touches that were more affection than lust. Her legs tightened around Selene’s waist, body slack and happy like a drunk kitten.“I’m not light, you know,” Aria mumbled against her throat.“You weigh less than my rifle,” Selene said.“You’re such a liar.”“Keep talking and I’ll drop you on purpose.”“You like carrying me.”Selene’s silence said more than a smirk ever could.They passed the cracked concrete hallwa

Chapter 46: Wrapped in Warmth, She Held Me Close Forever Aria had barely stepped inside the warehouse when she wrinkled her nose. “Selene… my Ice Queen, please,” she whined, dragging her feet across the dusty floor. “I need a shower. I’m too sticky and stinky. I can’t — ugh — I can’t think like this.” Selene raised an eyebrow, scanning their temporary refuge with that signature, infuriatingly calm precision. The place was cold, shadows clinging to the corners, crates stacked like silent guards. “We can manage that,” she said smoothly, but her tone hinted at the drama she expected. Aria squealed in delight. “Yes! You’re the best!” She ran ahead, kicking off her shoes, leaving a trail of small footprints on the concrete. Selene shook her head but followed, finding a rusted metal door that creaked ominously. “We’ll have to make do,” she muttered. “Not exactly five - star, but —” “I don’t care, Selene. As long as I get to scrub every inch!” Aria clutched her hands to her chest like a

Chapter 48: When Desire Meets Dawn, Nothing Else Matters Anymore Aria stirred slowly, her body heavy with the remnants of sleep but already reaching, instinctively, for the cool and steady presence beside her. The soft hum of their apartment’s smart thermostat filled the quiet morning, the faint glow from her phone’s bedside screen casting a pale light on her flushed skin. She shifted under the blanket, which had become too warm against her bare legs, and let out a sleepy, almost pleading whine. Her skin still tingled from every lingering touch, every kiss Selene had left behind like a whispered promise. The memory of soft lips trailing along her neck, of fingertips teasing the sensitive edges of her skin, wrapped around her like a warm, addictive fog. Her thighs trembled with aftershocks she hadn’t fully let go of, toes curling just at the thought. Selene didn’t move from her spot, her breath shallow but steady, icy fingers already tracing slow, absent - minded circles along Aria’

Chapter 50: When Midnight Knocks Loud, We Don’t Answer They were asleep. Curled up in the warmth of shared air and half - charged phones. The kind of sleep that only came after trust had been earned, over and over again. Outside, the city kept its usual noise going — sirens somewhere distant, the hum of drones slicing through the humid dark, the metallic whine of a garbage bot missing its target. Inside the room, the only light came from the gentle glow of wireless chargers blinking on the floor, the smart diffuser in the corner pushing out lavender haze, and the soft neon streaks of city color bleeding through the cracked blinds. Aria was tucked into the crook of Selene’s chest, her fingers curled near her mouth like she still wasn’t sure this place was real. Her tablet lay face - down on the sheets beside her, an unfinished message still blinking on screen. The windows were closed, sealed with blackout film and a redundant sensor strip. The doors were locked — physically, digi