His finger was quite long, so he could touch quite deeply. Eileen couldn't stand it and squirted all the time while he was feeling inside. He finally took his finger out after touching every nook and cranny until Eileen trembled and dripped water.
Fortunately, it wasn't severe enough to require medication. It seemed that a few days of rest would be sufficient. After assessing the situation, Cesare gently embraced Eileen, who was already half-asleep.
"…"
A faint, almost imperceptible noise, like a baby mouse gnawing on wood, was heard. Cesare glanced back at the door with a vacant expression.
"Cesare…"
Hearing his name called, he turned his head quickly, a soft smile on his lips.
"Yes, Eileen."
Cesare tenderly covered her eyes with his hand and whispered softly, with affection.
"Just sleep."