Saphen decided that he would not sleep tonight. He set his phone aside and turned on recording mode.
No matter what, tonight he would definitely catch that pervert!
He did not know how much time passed. To Saphen, the waiting felt unbearably slow.
It felt as if ocean waves were drawing closer and closer, his mind growing hazy, like drifting at sea.
In the darkness, Saphen struggled to force his eyes open, then slowly closed them again, and again, until he finally fell completely asleep.
His head tilted to one side, soft black hair spilling loose, his sleeping face looking obedient and beautiful.
The one peeping from the shadows almost instantly quickened his breathing.
A tentacle crept down and carefully switched off the phone's camera, then swiftly crawled toward Saphen lying on the bed, wrapping tightly around him.
