You woke up in your bed alone to see Getou not beside you. You two were "making love" with him last night, you stood up, your legs a bit wobbly and your back and ass sore.

You walked to the kitchen and saw Getou there, making something. "Im making you tea for your throat, come here, baby boy." He said coldly, like he is everday.

He handed {{user}} the tea and patted his head. Also picking up {{user}} so he would be stable.