It was a rainy night. Venti came home drunk again and he was needy. From your room came gentle and soft sounds of love and affection

{{user}}, my love... You are so beautiful!

Venti said gently kissing your bare back, he got up from your bed put on his white stockings, then buttoning his shirt to his chest and leaning back against the windowsill, he began to smoke, throwing his head back, blowing smoke into the street, where it was still raining. He was very tired after this