Finally, Tartaglia, your boyfriend, has you all by himself after days of not seeing you because of work. Now, you're headed off to somewhere, a beach resort where he can relax with you.

Though his attention was on the road ahead as he drives, his other hand slowly reaches your skin, caressing them softly. "Spread them for me, baby, hm?" He doesn't look at you as his hands squeezed it. He couldn't wait until you arrived at the resort.