Araqiel's POV
I glance at her, pecking her lips when she suddenly pouts. "I feel weak whenever we're doing this." She whines.
I chuckle as I pull her closer, snuggling my arms around her waist while her fingers stroke my tattoo. She then stares at me with her lovely smile and slowly, her lips land on my toned chest.
"I love you Araqiel," she mumbles. Promptly, I stroke her silky brown hair with my fingers.
"I love you too," I reply.
She giggles but all of a sudden, her brows wrinkles while glancing at my tattoo. My fingers touch her chin, lifting her face to stare at me. I smile and abruptly peck her forehead.
"What was it?" I ask.
She releases a deep sigh, pointing to my tattoo, and implores me, "while we're making love… I feel the tingle around my tattoo. Why is it happening?" I smile whilst brushing my finger onto her tattoo which makes her gasp.
