His heart had turned black from the successive attacks on him, but June never forgot how to breathe when things got harder for him. Not that he was used to hardship, but it was because someone kept on pulling his head above water. Ever since he met Lucirien, it felt like he didn't have to go through things alone.
Right now, he only asked to be relieved from the burn of holy water, but the touches reminded him and his stupid body of the heat he once wore like armor. June created an underwater realm where he could breathe without a problem, but he still kept on gasping for air from the sensual strokes that Lantis gave. If he could only stay to fall asleep in this feeling, he would never wake for centuries.
