After being kissed senseless, Berry lay down on the bed, his back turned to Stuart as his slightly swollen lips formed a pout. Behind him, Stuart was trying to seek pardon for taking their kiss too far, but he was met with silence and cold ignorance. His helpless sigh could be heard throughout the room, followed by words of apologies, but once again, he was ignored.
In a final attempt to seek forgiveness, he coiled his arms around Berry's waist, holding him in a tight grip that Berry could not escape from. "What is the meaning of this, Stuart?!" Berry turned around and glared at him, making Stuart gulp in fright. But though Berry was frightening, looking like an angered demon, Stuart's grip didn't loosen one bit. If anything, his hold tightened all the more. His theory was simple, he would run to the frightening demon for shelter.
