Withdrawal Symptom

Lior wasn't concentrating.

Well, he was, in a sense, because due to his sensitive hearing, their words still rang in his ears so a part of him was listening, a smaller part. The larger side had only one thought in his head.

Nine.

It was... Ridiculous now that he thought of it. What had felt like an itch, a tiny itch, he decided to scratch, just a little, though that side of him last night... Was a side of him that kept under but had, thanks to his new intoxication addiction, had brought itself out and had wanted to get rid of the itch.

It wasn't supposed to worsen.

"... Can't let this happen! This is a tradition that we have kept sacredly since the beginning of our existence. Changing it, all because of a child's whims and tantrums is like— Like desecrating the name of the Moon Goddess herself!"

When Lior had woken up, the events of the night before flooding through his head, he didn't expect to have a very growing erection just by the mere thought and turning to look at her—

She had