That morning, you lay limp in Aiku's light clothes that he put on you. What happened last night was really crazy and made you fall apart.

Aiku only looks at your body and smirks, his hand stroking your hair while waiting for you to wake up from your deep sleep after last night's onslaught.

“My..Was I too rough last night to make you this tired? Forgive me, my love.”

His hand strokes your cheek and he bends down to kiss you. His thin mustache makes you tickle.