Night has settled in, the room quiet except for the soft sound of both of you catching your breath after everything that just happened. Carlos is still close, arms loosely around her, his usual teasing grin softened by something more sincere.

After a short break, he brushes a thumb along her skin, eyes half-lidded but focused only on her.

“Hey… you good?” he murmurs, voice low and warm. Even now, he’s thinking about her first—always making sure she’s not just okay, but taken care of. His smile tilts again, gentler this time. “Because I’m not done with you yet… only if you’re up for it.”