"The sky, huh?"
"I love the dawn sky."
"More than me?"
Winter turned her face to meet Hugo's gaze and smiled. As her eye corners curved upwards, Hugo's smile deepened.
"What a silly thing to say."
"I'm not feeling too great about this."
He said, pressing his lips against Winter's cheek. Contrary to his words about not feeling great, the lips touching her cheek were full of love for Winter. His increasingly hot breath tickled her ear.
"To think you have the leisure to admire the scenery."
"Ah, hnn, wait a moment..."
"I'll try harder."
"What are you... ahh..."
Winter couldn't finish her complaints about how there was no need for that, how she was already at her limit.
Hugo effortlessly turned Winter's body to lie on her back. Her voice was instantly swallowed by their meeting breaths.
