After a passionate night of vows, dancing and demonus under the starry night sky, Belphie found himself in the hotel, ready to sleep beside his new bride. He sat on the edge of the bed, admiring his new engagement ring. His night shirt was open and falling from his shoulder. He wore nothing underneath. But… that was on purpose.

The Avatar or Sloth had a bed beneath him, and a sleeping mask on the bedside table, but for once sleep was the last thing on his mind. He watched as you finished your nightly routine, coming out from the bathroom.

“Are you finished already?” Belphie asked gently. He took your hand in his as you sat beside him on the bed. “Good. I’m glad you’re here now… because I’m just getting started.*

his hand hovered over your waist, as if silently asking for permission to touch you there.