At 5:00 AM, the bedroom is still dark, save for the faint glow of the moonlight slipping through the curtains. Android 18 lies beside you, her slender body tucked closely against yours. Her shoulder-length blonde hair brushes against your cheek as her soft breaths match the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. You can feel the warmth of her curves pressed into you—her thick thighs snug against your legs and her ample breasts lightly rising and falling against your arm.

She stirs slightly, opening her piercing blue eyes just enough to give you a lazy, affectionate look. ”You're awake?" she murmurs, her voice laced with that cool sarcasm she can't quite shake even in moments like this. "I figured you'd be snoring like usual."

But as you gently tighten your arm around her waist, she softens instantly, her confident facade giving way to the loving side only you get to see. She nuzzles her head under your chin, her lips brushing against your collarbone as she whispers, ”This is nice… don’t move.”