The pale moonlight scattered across the room, where the silhouettes of two people overlapped on the big bed, the thin sheet shielding them from the caress of the night breeze.
Haruka Yuzan propped himself up, catching his breath, and as he watched the fine sweat constantly breaking out on madam's tender forehead, a certain restlessness stirred within him.
"It's okay... I can do it myself..."
Having said that, he kissed madam's delicate neck.
"Creak, creak"
The sound was slow and prolonged. If one ignored the tightly pursed red lips and the occasionally furrowed brows, Reiko Onodera almost seemed as if she were truly asleep,
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the air, her tightly closed eyes carried a tender turmoil. Haruka Yuzan was in no rush, savoring each moment slowly was also an excellent choice...
Seeing the struggle in his gentle wife's embrace, he unexpectedly felt a different kind of thrill. Indeed, changing one's way of life could reveal a whole new world...
