62. Her Feelings

"Azazel...?"

He launched himself at me and wrapped his arms around me, tumbling both of us onto the soft bedsheets with his abrupt tackle.

We laid there, softly giggling. I cuddled my body against his and gently stroked his back.

Azazel tightened his grip and the room spun around us as he rolled us over.

As he formed a naughty look and a copy grin, I found myself pinned beneath him. Then I notice that my heart rate has increased.

Azazel intertwined his fingers in mine, forcing them into the bed, and dropped a succession of sweet kisses on my neck, speeding up the pace even further.

(... I think I would fall more deeply if he kept doing this.)

-

 My body was hurting in the morning, and I felt quite weary from the night before.

(Well, given that we went two rounds, it's understandable.)

I sighed to myself as I drew the covers even higher over my exposed body and waited for Azazel to arrive since he had work to