ZARYA’S POV

Under the dark sky with glittering stars and peeking crescent moon, we danced like real lovers. Our hands were intertwined as it was lifting in the air, level by his chest and my shoulder, stepping side by side in a gentle way. His left hand was circling my waist as his face was buried in my shoulder.

“Can we stay like this? Forever?” He whispered into my ears. He was asking me strange things to me. After saying he loved me, he shifted into a not so gentleman.

"For me, it's a pleasure."

"My cock is a real pleasure, Honey."

I hit his chest. "It's not funny."

"I...