The balcony air was still cool and gentle when Haruto and Yor finally let go of each other. Yor's naked body pressed against his for the last time before she picked up her yukata and slipped it back on. The soft fabric settled over her curves like a warm embrace. She gave him one last soft kiss on the cheek before heading downstairs.
Haruto stood alone on the balcony for a few seconds, breathing deeply, feeling the last traces of tension slowly leaving his body. He went inside his room, closed the door, and changed into his simple home clothes — a loose white t-shirt and dark pants. The fabric felt comforting against his skin after the long, naked day.
Half an hour later, he heard the familiar sound of the front door sliding open. Grandfather was home.
