Asura's eyes fluttered before he began to wipe them with his hands. His body felt heavy, yet there was a soft warmth on his chest that made him feel at ease. He quickly began to wipe his face before looking down with blurred vision at the lovely red and silver ball on his chest.
'What time is it... Ah, Ignis is snoring...'
A thick, overpowering scent filled the air which proved their union and battle that lasted until a few hours before he awoke.
Ignis, the lovely fairy in his arms, was covered in bite marks and suck marks while her little mouth curled into a smile—it seemed that he managed to satisfy his little lover.
'Last night was quite amazing, this cute thing is truly a born warrior.' Asura stroked through her messy red hair, the soft feathers now a light pink, while Ignis slept.
"Rasha, are you there? I know you were peeking."
