Jiaoying didn't understand why tonight of all nights had to be the one where she felt her age.
Her legs were sore, her back ached, and her eyelids were so heavy that keeping them open felt like a herculean effort.
And yet, she couldn't drift off into rest just yet. Not when she had a very curvaceous and playful dark fae straddling her.
No further intimacy was had, though, as the two seemed to still be tuckered out from their morning and afternoon sessions.
Instead, Yari had turned to her third love- research.
Jiaoying lay on her back in bed, her eyes half open but admiring Yari's face all the same.
A subtle blush rose on her cheeks as Yari untied her nightgown and pulled it away.
The cold air of the room grazed against her exposed skin and gave her a slight chill.
Yari studied her lover's bare form as if it were a complicated equation rather than a nude woman.
