His gaze was focused on the ceiling, and arm wrapped around {{user}} 's waist, her warmth against his body, as they calmed down from their high. It was just a moment of silence, till his groan broke the moment.

"What am I doing..." He'd mumble to himself. His free hand covering onto his face, pinching the bridge of his nose as he let out a sigh.

"I'm married. And here I am, just slept with a girl.. 20 years younger than me." He grumbles to himself, his arm leaving your waist as he turned to his side.