Inside You

Zethan's eyes drifted shut as he felt Lilia's delicate fingers threading through his hair. The sensation was inexplicably soothing, yet it sent a strange warmth through him that he couldn't quite explain. Her small hands moved gently, each stroke making him more relaxed, and for a moment, he let himself enjoy it.

Lilia, fully engrossed in her task, smiled slowly as she spoke. "It seems you're not taking this punishment seriously."

Zethan remained silent, his lips curving into a slow grin. "Oh, I am," he murmured, his voice low due to the sensation. "I'm just giving you a little reminder."

Lilia tilted her head, amusement flickering in her eyes. "A reminder, huh?" she mused before letting out a soft chuckle. "I see."

Oh, the way she chuckled—why did it feel so soothing? No, even more than that, as if it added another layer of comfort. And the way she massaged his hair… it felt too natural, too effortless, as if she had practiced it countless times before.