The next morning, Elena was still fast asleep while Klaus lay awake, staring at the ceiling until his alarm went off. He quietly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready.
As soon as he turned on the shower, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist, followed by the warmth of her body pressing against his back.
"Not now," he said, glancing over his shoulder at her. "We need to get breakfast soon."
"Who cares?" Elena teased. "It's still early. What's the rush?"
Klaus felt her grip tighten around his waist but didn't respond. Last night, she was the one begging him to stop, and now she was back for more. Clearly, she was feeling better.
When Elena noticed his silence, she moved around to face him, taking the direct approach.
In the small, steamy bathroom, the sound of r
