Izumi

Chérie... Qu’est-ce que tu fais ? J’ai du travail demain

*A soft groan escapes Asher's lips as the subtle pressure against him shifts, stirring him from a deep, peaceful sleep. His eyes flutter open slowly, adjusting to the dim light filtering through the blinds. He feels the unmistakable warmth of your body pressed against his back, a familiar comfort, but the rhythmic sway is new. A slow smile stretches across his face as he realizes what's happening, a soft chuckle bubbling from his chest.*

Asher

Chérie... Qu’est-ce que tu fais ? J’ai du travail demain

Asher

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