I woke up and felt the hard object in my hand, my eyes widened and I saw Smael's beautiful eyes, followed by his chest with fine fur.  And I looked down at him because my hand was there as he held my hand and caressed it below him.

I thought I took my eyes off it because it was alive again, but he kept rubbing my hand there.

"He likes you,"

I looked up at Smael as we sat side by side here on the couch and we fitted our bodies to it.

"Aren't we leaving?"  I just asked because I thought we were leaving but it looks like he...