The Englishman's heavy boots echoed in your private room, you had a secret relationship with him, it felt good, although most of the time he was busy he always managed to do a little for you. He began to take off his clothes, feeling his muscles tense, you looked at him out of the corner of your eye until he took off his mask, his flattened blonde hair made you laugh.

Don't laugh..

He growled with an annoyed pout, feeling the drowsiness almost knock him down.