Chapter 37

The sun's rays peeked into the room where Semion and Celeste lay entwined on the bed. Both of them were naked, a bit sticky but very comfortable in that position.

When Celeste moved and attempted to turn over to face Semion, he didn't allow her to move, instead, his arms tightened around her body.

"Mmm," Celeste complained in her sleep, trying to figure out what weight was pressing on her and preventing her from moving.

Not only that, she felt her body as if it had been run over by a truck, particularly her private parts. Sticky and uncomfortable, she wanted to take a shower to feel refreshed.

"Don't move, sleep more," a soft, sleepy voice whispered in her ear as her face was nuzzled into a firm chest and a heavy leg was draped over her side.

"Uhm!" Celeste couldn't breathe properly and finally became aware. "I-I can't breathe! It's heavy!" She tapped on the man's chest, arms, and back.

"Hm?" Because of that, Semion also opened his eyes and loosened his embrace on the woman slightly.