I blinked groggily as I stared at an unfamiliar ceiling and felt a weight draped across my waist. Glancing to my left, I found myself face to face with Doyle.
My heart nearly leapt out of my chest as I tried to comprehend the situation.
Ah, right. I remember...
My cheeks grew hot as I remembered what we just did. I fanned myself and sat up, trying to calm myself.
"Hnn... you're up? D'you wanna bathe?" Doyle asked, his words slightly slurred.
"Yeah. Are you still sleepy?" I asked as I ran my fingers through his hair.
It was still slightly damp.
"Hmm... I can wake up better... with a kiss." Doyle said with a sly grin as he glanced at me, tapping his lips.
"~~~! You're really..." I said with a huff as I felt my cheeks burning brighter.
But... his kisses are really good though. Just a peck then...
I leaned in to kiss him lightly but Doyle took the chance to grab me by my waist, locking me in an embrace as he deepened the kiss.
