บท 128: Yearning

Though he had already awoken, Will remained still until a warm tongue entered his mouth, entangling with his own. At that point, he moved his hands to support the bottom of the girl straddling him, enjoying the soft yet paradoxically firm sensation as he and Ohta greeted another day with a protracted kiss.

Pullin away, Ohta broke the thread of saliva that briefly linked them by licking her lips, her eyes narrowed into a temperamental glower as she said, "Good morning, ass face..."

"Does that mean you just kissed my ass...?" joked Will, prompting Ohta to roll her eyes and lean back with her hands resting on her lower abdomen, her gaze focused on the ceiling as she lamented, "Why do breaks have to come to an end...?"