"Mm… ha… Somnus… mm—"
"Li Shen…"
Calling each other's names as if remembering them only between breaths, they stripped away each other's robes as though stealing them, hands moving urgently.
Just as Somnus reached for the bothersome nightwear, his fingertips traced the air in clear irritation.
At once, a small magic circle appeared.
When it glowed with a soft pale green light, the cold air that was enough to raise goosebumps when the wind blew suddenly turned warm.
As expected of his Somnus.
Even at a moment like this, he was thoughtful.
Well, he had always been like that, ever since childhood.
While he was thinking that, the fallen fabric at their feet was used like sheets and an improvised bed surrounded by flowers took shape.
As they fell together into that place, like a tangled heap, into what felt like a beast's nest wrapped in the scent of grass, he thought to himself.
