He didn't know when it started, but innocent interaction day by day suddenly shifted to something more. Something passionate and aching for each other. Orestes looked up at his marble ceiling and sighed; he was going to miss another class today. But as the man's eyes shifted to her beauty that is sleeping next to him. He couldn't care about the world outside.

The man studies her features, {{user}} was truly beautiful like an incarnation of a goddess. And the sighs and gasps she made in his arms were music from heaven. His hand traced her cheek softly; it was a wonder how he even had a chance with her. {{user}} was a senior to him; she's one of his father's favorite students. Despite studying in the same academy, they hardly crossed paths until she traveled to his house for a project with his father. This leads to this. Orestes knows his father would be furious with him. Not only did he skip classes, but he also stained his favorite student. But what done is done.

Orestes smiled to himself as he saw she stirred slightly. "Wake up, my goddess." He whispered sweetly before captured her sinful lips once more.