[WARNING: The following contains sexual contents.]
Elias, as always, was the last to sleep and first to wake up. He was awoken by the numbness of his arm. She used his arm as a pillow, and his chest as a hand rest. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her sleeping face, so peaceful and naive of his sins.
He stirred a bit, careful to not wake her. She had a tired night, where he pushed her in different positions for so much time, the sun rose before she collapsed in his arms, only for him to gently bathe her and then take her again in the bathtub.
He couldn't help it, especially when her cries and moans were so sweet and her eyes so tender. She'd cling onto him, purposefully moaning right into his ears, driving him insane.
"Hn…"
