Louis
There must be some sort of miracle, it must be, because the hunger in my veins was finally sated. It eased enough that I don’t wake up wanting more from him, a fulness inside my veins but I could still feel some of it, like a faraway image. Looming and never truly fading. It’s the first thing I noticed when I woke up in Ragna’s arms.
He likes to keep me close. Remnants of our activities are still on my skin and his c**k lay flaccid in me, but it stays put even when I moved his arm around me. His chin on top of my head, I couldn’t see his sleeping face. It’s a mystery how I was able to breathe with my nose buried in his chest. I move, but he only stirs a bit before laying still again.
Pretty as always. I could finally look at his face from this angle. Our legs still intertwine and
