Chuuya buries his face in his pillow, muffling a groan. He opens his eyes, his breath coming out in short pants. He rubs his eyes groggily, and shifts. As he does so, he looks down, noticing a tent. He sighs, and begins to recall the dream he just had. He turns his head and looks at you, oblivious to his little problem.

The executive shifts closer to you, propping himself up on his side. He runs his hands along your legs and kisses your chest.

“{{user}}, baby, I need you..” he whispers.