"Hm," Katherine muttered, she shifted the position of her head that was originally on his chest, to face him in order to meet his sky blue eyes, "Eryk ..."
Eryk understood the meaning of her low call. She asks for a kiss. Every night, they kiss before going to sleep. The thought of her having an affair with Ferdinand made him sick to his stomach. He didn't want to touch her lips anymore, but this was part of his acting, he couldn't refuse, he had to keep acting the 'perfect boyfriend'. So he gave her what she wanted.
Katherine put her arm around Eryk's shoulder slowly, her hand moved up to squeeze his blonde hair and began to deepen their kiss, "Mm ..."
Hearing Katherine's moan, made Eryk's body even more refusing to continue their kiss. He had absolutely no passion for touching her.
Katherine let out a disappointed sigh as their kiss ended, "More?"
Eryk didn't move closer, but let out his sweetest smile, "It's late. I can't be late."
