Hard As Rock
Elysia was already fast asleep by the time Azreal gently laid her on the bed. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face before pulling the blanket over her. For a few moments, he stood there watching her peaceful slumber. She must have been truly exhausted, as she didn't stir even once.
Azreal ran his fingers through his thick hair, feeling his body grow even hotter. His eyes shifted to the bulge in his trousers. On a normal day, he could ignore the burning desire and go to sleep, but today, he knew he had to let his desire out if not he would be up all night.
He looked back at Elysia one more time before walking out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.
Azreal made his way to another room, a room he used to stay in for a while. It was almost identical to his current bedroom , just a little bit smaller and a little more colorful. He began to undo the shirt, tossing it on top of the bed.