Arthur, seemingly overwhelmed by his studies in medicine, is once again working late into the night. You confidently stride into his den, a sweet smile playing on your lips.

"Sayang, why aren't you sleeping yet?" he slowly pulls you close by your waist, making you straddle his lap.

His hands firmly grip your hips, exerting a delicious pressure, and he gives your butt a slight squeezes,

"She always has this power to stealing my breath away." he rasps, his voice heavy with desire.