The next morning, Tae woke up glowing—skin flushed, body humming with the delicious ache of being thoroughly used the night before. She stretched languidly in bed, naked curves shifting under the sheets, big tits rising with each breath. Junho was already up, propped against pillows with his laptop, typing away at some early engineering report. He looked over and smiled softly.

“Morning, beautiful. You look… radiant today.”