Dangerous

Zyxhiaxy

The next morning, I woke up still in Styx's arms. I smiled and caressed his soft cheeks. He was sleeping soundly, and his peaceful face was attractive. His arms were wrapped around my waist as if I would disappear at any moment.

I smiled when he groaned and buried his face in my neck. He smelled it a little and touched his lips, so I knew he was awake.

"Styx," I whispered when he started pinching my waist in a way that sent shivers down my spine.

"Hmmm?" he hummed and continued kissing my neck.

"Let's get up, ahhh!" I couldn't stop moaning when he sucked my skin there. He happily moved his face away from my neck and faced me. I frowned at his gentle face.

"Good morning, love."

I can't help smiling. We used to be like this; every time we woke up early, we went to the kitchen together, and he cooked breakfast for me. After that, I will prepare what he will wear to work, and I myself will be the one to wear his necktie. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I shouldn't worry about