A faint ache.
It was all Ezrahl could feel as they remained so close and softly drowned in the unbearable intoxicating warmth. His mind was a little dizzy.
"Ezrahl."
He closed his eyes pretending to fall asleep.
"Why are we sleeping together?" Aesther suddenly realised and asked.
"..."
She covered his hand over her stomach and smiled asking in a half-joking, half-serious voice as she subconsciously played with her fingers over his.
"Be honest, Ezrahl. Did you want to sleep with me?" Aesther tied the lace of her dress over his thumb, "Ahh~ I know! You missed me that much, didn't you?"
A small pout formed over her lips when he continued to ignore her. Aesther knew Ezrahl like the back of her hand, it was so obvious that he was awake and purposefully not paying her any mind.
