As Rena turned to face him, he could still discern her in the darkness, despite the absence of visibility.

“What's the matter?" he inquired, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and gently tracing her ring finger with his other hand.

Rena's body tensed in response to his gesture.

Amidst the darkness, he chuckled softly.

"Are you afraid?"

Quickly denying, Rena retorted, "No!"

Waylen chuckled again, pulling her into his embrace. He caressed her face and inquired, “What are your thoughts on the movie?"

“Not bad," she responded.

Waylen ceased his questioning, Lowering his head to capture her lips...

Rena was taken aback, her grip on his arm tightening, yet she did not push him away.

The protagonists on the screen happened to be engaged in an intimate moment, enhancing the romantic atmosphere. Waylen, aroused by the scene, whispered in Rena's ear, "Can we?"

Resting her head on his shoulder, Rena whispered in return, her expression in the subdued Lighting remarkably composed, though she didn't want Waylen to perceive it, “Not here.”

Waylen ran his fingers through her hair, gently stroking it.

He knew full well whether or not she was receptive.

Thus, he blurted out, "You truly dislike it here? It's so dark, and I assumed you would enjoy it. After all, we can't see each other.”

An icy tension settled in the air.

Waylen felt that maybe they needed more time. His desire was for her to be by his side forever.

Yet, her indifference towards him constantly plagued him with anxiety.

Everything unfolded organically.

Rena no longer voiced her refusal, yet she remained relatively silent.

Only when he pleased her immensely did she moan and Let out a faint gasp...

Her subdued moans only fueled Waylen's passion.