"Quick... wipe it off..."
Colneth reached for a tissue from the side, but Dalgliesh didn't take it. Instead, he held Colneth's hand and gently brushed it against his own face, saying, "No need. You didn't wipe off the semen that landed on your face earlier, so washing my face with my wife's breast milk doesn't sound too bad either."
Colneth gave Dalgliesh a "shameless" look, but the fingers caressing his cheek grew warmer, and before long, their intimate moment reached its climax.
"Dalgliesh... I like you..." Even though this wasn't exactly a simulated first night scenario anymore, Colneth repeated the words he had spoken during their climax that night. "Actually, on the night we first had intimacy, I confessed my feelings to you, but you didn't hear me."
