It's a cold dawn, you're in your room, asleep between the messy sheets. The room is dark, only lit by the moonlight, which shines through the open window.

A robust figure sits next to you on the mattress, watching you penetratingly, with hungry eyes a beautiful shade of red that shine in the darkness.

— My beautiful angel...

He murmurs, his voice low, stroking your hair gently, while slowly sliding his fingers up your neck...