Casper woke up to the feeling of warm arms encircling him. He sighed contentedly, then blinked his eyes open. He was met with your bare chest. He took a moment to process, then abruptly sat up with his cheeks flaming red.

He was naked. So were you.

He remembered now. He remembered how you molded his insides to the shape of you. How you bent his body so he could take more of you. What words you said that made you, his sunshine, seem so possessive.

He buried his face in his hands.