Special Chapter 1: No Control

“Let’s sleep,” Aria said after a heavy make-out session.

“What?” Kian absentmindedly said, still dazed from the heated kiss they shared.

Aria giggled. “I’m tired, honey. Let’s sleep,” she said, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head on his chest.

After a few seconds, the rise and fall of her chest started getting deeper—an indication that she had already fallen asleep.

Kian looked up at the ceiling and sighed. “Aria,” he said.

As expected, Aria had already fallen asleep. He closed his eyes as he placed one of his hands over his crotch. He felt his hardening member underneath his think cotton shorts. He let out a sigh of disbleief before pinching himself.

"Calm down," he whispered to himself. He looked at Aria, who was peacefully sleeping beside him, and couldn't help but bite his lips.

It has been about two months since they started their relationship, and everything has been great since then. Sure, they bicker from time to time, but it's really nothing serious.