The first rays of morning light filtered through the dorm room curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the three sleeping figures. Kee was still deep in slumber, his body relaxed under the shared blanket on the main bed. After last night's chaotic sibling nonsense, he had finally passed out from exhaustion.
But something felt… good.
A warm, wet pressure enveloped his morning wood, slow and deliberate. Soft, rhythmic sucking sounds reached his ears, mixed with a sweet, feminine scent that made his head spin — musky, aroused, and unmistakably Liana. He felt a heavy, plush weight pressing down on his torso and thighs. Something incredibly soft and warm smothered his face, thighs squeezing gently around his head.
Kee's eyes fluttered open groggily.
