Asura woke up rubbing his eyes while smacking his lips, trying to swallow, but his mouth felt dry. However, before he could react, a warm pair of lips pressed against his. Then Spica's warm tongue pushed his mouth open, and a cool flood of water poured into his mouth.
The half-elf with orc blood used this to sneak a kiss, her tongue coiling his.
"Mmmh... It seems that my beloved is not a morning person," Spica groaned in a sensual voice before sucking on his tongue.
Her eyes flickered as she hugged Asura tight. His body felt warm and comforting to her, like a summer breeze and calm field. Spica lay naked against Asura's stomach and giggled when the man she loved watched her with his charming silver pupils.
