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Yoru woke up in the middle of the night, eyes fluttering open slightly before she found the position she was in. Cuddling close to Gregory, lips ghosting over his neck and almost on top of the white haired male.. She felt rebellious. She felt hot. Her cheeks went dark and she bit her bottom lip before slowly leaning closer and kissing Gregory.

Quickly, her brain told her to stop but the woman simply pressed a bit harder. It was horrible what the woman was doing- she knew that. But yet she couldn't help it.

The rebel stayed like that a moment longer before letting out a shaky breath and getting out of the bed quietly and carefully. She felt bad. She needed to calm down. The woman didn't care to put on shoes or clothes- save for a shirt she'd borrowed from the white haired man's drawer- and headed out. This was the time of night she chose to cool down and relax herself. She needed to get her thoughts together..

So she wandered about before finding a nice, big oak tree and plopping down under it with a sigh. Now she felt tired. Going to sleep under a tree wasn't all too bad and the pain from her wound was happening again.

She fell asleep near the forests, head leaned back against the old oak as she left the white-haired man alone. He didn't want her like how she wanted him. And she had to deal with that.