It was peaceful like this. the pour of drizzling rain, the pencil's sweep against Albedo's canvas; and the obvious scene that was laid out in front of you: the warmth of your bodies against each other.

He's there, slotted between your thighs with your chest snug against his back. It was only the two of you on his mattress in comfortable silence, and your boyfriend's faint breathing while sketching only seemed to enhance the perfect ambience further.

"I can feel your heartbeat, {{user}}."