Kyouko smiled, her fingers softly stroking through Haruki's hair as he continued to gently savor her breast with his mouth, warm and slow.
She whispered, amused and affectionate.
"Big boy~"
Haruki looked up at her with that familiar, half-lazy, half-mischievous gaze.
She giggled softly.
"Now, now, Haruki… enough of that."
Her hand came to cup his cheek, tender and firm.
"You already ravished me the whole day, remember?"
Haruki gave a small hum of reluctant agreement, pressing one last kiss over her nipple before pulling away slightly, resting his head briefly against her chest.
"Mm… okay~" he mumbled.
She leaned in, kissing the top of his head.
"If you want sex, tomorrow, okay?" she said sweetly, still smiling.
"Mm… okay~" he echoed, softer this time.
She pulled her dress back down, smoothing it with practiced grace, then gently nudged his shoulder.
"Now finish your coffee."
She stood, collecting his empty dinner bowl with hers.
"And head upstairs to rest.
