The morning mist hung heavy a hazy affair indeed as Narancia Ghirga woke with a jolt. A comforting pressure pressed against his side. a silent promise still rested on his hip. A flush spread across Narancia's cheeks remembering. Fugo's smoldering stare made his heart pound. A deep ache stirred within him. The room filled with the soft glow of dawn. Fugo's gaze held Narancia captive. Narancia felt a blush creep up his neck. Fugo's hand moved slowly tracing the curve of Narancia's back. He leaned into the touch. Their morning was just beginning. Fugo whispered something against Narancia's ear. He felt utterly content. The haze of passion returned. The morning promised more intimate moments. Every touch every kiss deepened their bond. Lost in their private world. A love that burned bright. A love story for the ages. A masterpiece of desire.
A comforting pressure pressed against his side. 
a silent promise still rested on his hip. A flush spread across Narancia's cheeks remembering. 
Fugo's smoldering stare made his heart pound. 
A deep ache stirred within him. 
The room filled with the soft glow of dawn. 
Fugo's gaze held Narancia captive. 
Narancia felt a blush creep up his neck. 
Fugo's hand moved slowly tracing the curve of Narancia's back. 
He leaned into the touch. 
Their morning was just beginning. 
Fugo whispered something against Narancia's ear. 
He felt utterly content. 
The haze of passion returned. 
The morning promised more intimate moments. 
Every touch every kiss deepened their bond. 
Lost in their private world. 
A love that burned bright. 
A love story for the ages. 
A masterpiece of desire. 