Mizuki's finger traced the length of his chest, committing every inch to memory. Beneath her, Aether held her waist gently. His undone hair fanned out behind him across the mattress, framing his body. He truly was magnificent.
Mizuki lowered her lips to his. They kissed, long and sweet. His fingers trailed through her hair and caressed her back. Each moment was utter bliss. Then, they parted for breath.
"You're something else," she said.
"How do you figure?"
"Well, aside from being handsome, you're mentally strong. After all you've suffered, I'm impressed by how few nightmares you have. Most of your dreams are so sweet."
"It's not that big of a surprise," he said.
"Oh? Why is that?"
Cupping her cheek, he gave a smile.
"I'm surrounded by so much love."
Once more, they kissed, losing themselves in each other.