When Katlan was going through a turmoil of his one-sided feelings, a certain couple died for a reprieve from their harsh lives, from the distances and upcoming destruction.
To live two moments with each other purely and following that desire, Elvirita was on the bed, in Zephyr's shirt with three buttons opened after their intimate moment.
Her desirable cleavage was visible, allowing it to slip through her shoulder, exposing her collarbone while licking her lips seductively.
"Ah, aren't you the most tempting woman?"
Whispering huskily, Zephyr's head rested in her laps. Finding all his lost solace in her proximity.
Raking his fingers through her silky locks, allowing them to elegantly scatter, his lips curled upward.
Adorably staring at the woman who was caressing him gently. Brushing her fingers through his jawline, to his exposed and muscular chest.
"For how long are you going to stare at me?"
