[b]Ella slowly woke as Marken moved around above her, finally conscious as his lips pressed on her and he allowed his body to rest on hers. Slowly, she opened her eyes to look at him, her cheeks pink and warm as she gazed him with a sleepy, but warm smile.

Thankfully, Marken looked happier than he did earlier, though he was relatively pinning her into her pillows now, leaving no room to wiggle away. What was he playing at, doing something like this? His incessant flirting was wearing away at her patience.

"H-hello," Ella mumbled, "Did you have a nice nap?" Unconsciously, the young woman squeezed Marken's hand, giving him a small smile. Damn it, she needed to stop allowing herself to be swept up by her impulses. As a decent woman, she should tell Marken to move away and maintain distance. But he was so warm and comfortable.[/b]