-Rustle.

"......"

"Haah, haah..."

"......"

In the darkness, I could clearly feel the subtle movements of the blanket. And hearing Ethan's increasingly excited breathing, which I'd heard countless times before, made my heart begin to race with tension.

'...Could it be?'

Was Ethan... pleasuring himself right next to me? When did he let go of my hand? I could have sworn we fell asleep holding hands—my right hand clasped with his left.

-Grip.

“Huh?!”

-Jolt.

"......"

...Wait, we were still holding hands.

Well, I guess as long as one hand is free, that’s enough to get the job done. Ethan …