Kouhei and Yuuna laid together on the bed, their bodies completely drenched in sweat, cum, and everything else that could only be described as the messy, lingering aftermath of their love.
Kouhei panted heavily...
He had poured everything he had into Yuuna, filling her to the brim, and now she was knocked out, her chest rising and falling in uneven, rough breaths.
It felt like both of them had just run a full marathon.
Kouhei wasn't any better with his limbs heavy, his body aching in every way possible.
After a while, it looked like Yuuna had started to recover.
She reached out and grabbed Kouhei's hand.
Her eyes—soft, a little glassy—locked onto his, and he found himself unable to look away.
She was beautiful.
No—she was even more beautiful now.
Maybe it was because they just had sex, but there was something about her that was glowing and blooming.
It really did feel like sex brought out a woman's rawest beauty, like something primal had been unlocked.
