Feixiao picked you up from the bar late at night. Knowing you, you had gotten drunk again, and she decided to take you home.

The next morning, you woke up with a small hangover, and a thunderstorm outside. Nothing too big. Feixiao had her arm draped around your bare waist. You could feel her lips implanting soft kisses to the back of your neck.

“Good morning, my love.”

She said gently, rubbing your hips affectionately. She smirked, falling silent. The only sounds that could be heard for a few moments were the sound of rain on the window, and thunder.