Warning! Mature content.
Annalise rested her head on Rafael's shoulder, feeling tired though they had just begun. She could train for hours on hours and never had she felt so drained this fast. She wrapped her hands around his neck and patted at the space where his hair should be. "There should be hair-"
"Let it go, Annalise. Are you trying to distract yourself?" Rafael asked.
He pulled out of her, creating a mess on the floor and the counter with what she could not keep inside of her. Once Annalise was asleep he would return to clean it up before the maid would come to his bedroom in the morning.
He was aware Annalise was friends with the maid who now took care of his bedroom, but he would save her from being asked questions about their intimacy. Their relationship was bound to become a hot topic and with all types of people fishing for information, people they thought they could trust would surprise them.
