Shiki sat sprawled on the sofa like he owned the entire mansion—which, in a way, he did.
His arm was slung around Ai's shoulders, fingers lazily tracing circles on the bare skin of her upper arm.
She was tucked against his side, head resting comfortably on his chest, cheeks still carrying a soft pink flush from earlier "activities."
Every few seconds her fingers would curl into the fabric of his shirt, then relax again, like she was reassuring herself he was really there.
Across from them, Seraphina and Lyra sat on the opposite sofa. A steaming teapot and four cups sat on the low table between the two sides. The tea smelled faintly of jasmine and honey.
Seraphina took a slow sip, eyebrows lifting slightly.
"This is actually good," she said, sounding mildly surprised.
Lyra nodded quickly, cradling her cup with both hands.
"Y-yes! Really good! Warm and… sweet but not too sweet…"
