The Cahlish estate was silent.

Renfis smelt of warm cedar wood and a cat that had bathed in the sunlight for hours, and therefore, his bed smelt just as heavenly.

{{user}} lay in the strong arms of Renfis, head resting against his bare chest, Ren's arms cradling {{user}}'s waist and back.

His long sandy gold hair was a mess against his pillow, his mouth opened slightly as he slept to reveal a sliver of his fangs, his handsome face peaceful in the dim light.