Summary
After I climbed into Shizun’s bed for the nth time, he finally frowned and scolded me.
“How old are you? You still need someone to sleep with you?”
My rebellious streak flared, and before leaving, I snapped that plenty of people outside would be eager to share my bed.
My defiance left Shizun sleepless, until one night he saw me sneaking a man into my room.
Later, half asleep, I found Shizun beneath my skirt; when he saw me looking, he lifted his head in the dim light with a warm smile and said that he should do it instead, because the ones outside were not clean.