The sounds were a little muffled, but his eyes were slowly opening, with the soft touch and comfortable weight of something very soft on his chest.
"Hm?" He grunted, slightly opening his eyes, adjusting to the environment, finally realizing what that weight was—his beautiful wife, Katharina.
She was completely naked, just as she came into the world, lying on top of him, her red hair spread across his torso, and her legs intertwined with his. For a moment, panic struck him like lightning!
His body went rigid, and his mind was flooded by a single question...
"Did we...?" He thought, desperately searching through all his memories, any and every detail from the previous night that could confirm or deny his concern.
The panicked look gave way to a series of fragmented memories.
They were together on the couch, things were heating up between them, and then...
Novah appeared.
Yes, that was it.
