[WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]
Hera and Dragon didn't break from their kiss as they made their way to the bed. She bounced a little when her back landed on the soft mattress, panting for air, face flushed, eyes on the man hovering over her. His eyes burned with deep desire, with a tinge of affection and longing she had never seen before.
Hera slowly raised her hand, cupping his lean cheek gently. The corner of her lips curled up, resembling a welcoming smile. Dragon held the hand on his cheek, moving his face a little to plant a kiss on it.
"Hera," he called under his breath, looking back at her, guiding her hand to her side. For a moment, he didn't move as he assessed her face underneath him. Despite her weight loss, she was still as beautiful as he remembered her.
"Frank," she whispered back with a subtle smile. "Kiss me more."
