It takes a few more rounds to completely satiate Killian, at which point, I pass out from exhaustion. I wake up to a delicious smelling lunch being placed on my bedside table and a guilty Killian gently sitting down on the bed beside me. He strokes my hair so gently and lovingly and we just look at each other in a moment of peace.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Nothing," he replies, looking away.
"Killy, I know you. Why do you have that look on your face?" I ask again.
He keeps looking towards the food and says, "I was too rough on you, you passed out. I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time."
I gently place my hand on his cheek and turn his face towards mine, saying, "I loved every moment of it. Don't you dare hold back in the future. I passed out from extreme pleasure. That's a morning w
