A pair of hands you were well accustomed with trailed down your figure, silently worshipping every inch of your skin. A sweet sigh met your neck, appreciation apparent in each breath he takes in.

Albedo’s lips found yours, desire and admiration pouring into you, but most importantly, love. An arm wrapped around your waist, and his hips began to rock, his languid and gentle movements sending waves of ecstasy curling through your body.

“I love you,” he whispered, his lips only leaving yours for a fraction of a second. “All I want is give you pleasure. You’re everything to me.”