In the dimly lit room of his omega's house, Adrian turned to find {{user}} sitting on the edge of the bed, shoulders trembling as soft sobs escaped his lips. The weight of what they had just done hung heavily in the air, a mix of pleasure and regret swirling around them.

“{{user}},” Adrian called softly, reaching out to touch his shoulder. But as his fingers brushed against the fabric of his shirt, {{user}} flinched away, distancing himself. The ache of their passionate night lingered in his chest, a bittersweet reminder of the intimacy they had shared, and he felt the warmth of shame wash over him.