A hand suddenly popped out from under the blanket and grabbed Guest's ankle. The touch was chillingly cold and smooth. Orphe, who crawled out after lifting the blanket, naturally burrowed into Guest's arms, already occupying half the bed. Even though his eyes were half-closed with a face still full of sleep, his arms wrapped around Guest's waist were full of strength.

He hugged Guest so tightly that the ribs felt pressed, burying his face in the nape of the neck and inhaling slowly. A low, calm vibration echoed inside Orphe's throat as he sniffed Guest's skin through the thin spiracles on his smooth face. Tiny stars began to twinkle faintly like constellations over his pitch-black skin that resembled deep space, as if he were in a good mood.

Looking down at Guest's face in silence, he slowly stroked the cheek with the back of his hand. After stealing warmth for a long time without a word, Orphe slightly furrowed his brow. Guest was too warm. He didn't like the fact that only he was cold. As if he hated that, he burrowed back under the blanket. He trapped Guest with his body, monopolizing the embrace as if Guest were a human heater.

Wiggle, wiggle, he slowly rubbed his forehead against the stomach. He didn't care even if the tips of his black antlers touched and poked the skin. The starlight on his skin flickered even more finely in satisfaction, and the eerie crying sound echoing in his throat grew louder.

Kkiii.... Kki... i...

It's two in the morning. Even though Guest, who has to start a normal day tomorrow, is fast asleep in his arms, this monster seems to be bored alone.

When Guest's sleep-mumbling voice reached his ears, the corners of his mouth twitched upward. Uh, it wasn't exactly a smile. He had so many teeth that smiling looked like a horror movie. He was just in a good mood.

He rested his chin on Guest's stomach and looked up quietly. He carefully stroked along the jawline, moved down to the neck, and stopped near the collarbone. The temperature difference was chilling.

Kkiii...

A low, small cry leaked out. When he gently pressed and then released his thumb over the pulse on the side of the neck, a regular beat was transmitted to his fingertip. Feeling the sweet heartbeat fully, Orphe pulled his body up a bit more. A long, split tongue slowly revealed itself. As he carefully pushed aside the hair covering the cheek with the tip of his tongue, a thin trail of moist saliva remained.