I wake up in the middle of the night with a heavy arm on top of my chest. It's dark and I reach for the arm to remove it. But the instant my hands touch it, it pulls me closer to his chest.

"I almost die waiting for you to wake up."

I snuggle closer to him while a heavy blanket covers us. Our legs are wrapped against each other and I love the extra warmth his body provides.

"I can't believe that there is someone who will fall asleep in the middle of a bath," he says.

"Maybe I'm just tired," I say and hide in his chest.

He pulls me closer as if our proximity is not yet enough. "Are you still tired?" he asks as his fingers trail along my back.

"Hmmm," I mutter and shut my eyes.

His fingers continue, and then he lifts my left leg with his right leg and rubs my crotch.

I open my eyes in surprise, realizing that I am naked underneath the blanket. I look up at him. There is a devilish smile on his face.

"Stop that!" I am about to push his leg away from between my legs when I let out a small moan. Shit! The rubbing is waking me up and he knows it too.

He moves away from my hold and pins me under him. He showers small kisses on my face and down my neck, my chest, and my stomach. He removes the blanket that covers both of us and I see that he is also as buck naked as I am. Then his tongue when to my navel, doing small circles on it and dipping his tongue inside. I moan and my hands automatically go to the top of his head. But he never stops, his arms are on either side of my waist as his tongue continues to lick.

My breathing hitches but at the same time, I am embarrassed at all the emotions and sensations that's he's bringing. When he lets me go, I thought he's done and I can finally breathe normally, when he raises my left leg and suck on its side. I forgot to breathe again.

"Sinag—please... slowly," These feelings, these emotions, it's a downpour and I can't think straight, I can't even speak straight.

His mouth lets go of my legs for a second but then it transferred to my throbbing mound. I let out a squeak and a rush of pleasure falls over me. But he never stops. His tongue glided on it, roll over it that I start to squirm and my fingers dig into the bed. If before is a deluge, this time I feel like my sanity is leaving me. I feel myself nearing an avalanche of pleasure and I hear my voice, but it feels like it's not mine.

I find myself begging him, but I'm not sure for what. It's definitely not to stop him, and then it hits me. A torrent of passion that verges on madness. I let out a satisfied sigh as my back arched. All the while, Sinagtala watches me as I tremble and is being controlled by my own pleasure.

When it stops and my back finally touches the bed again, he goes back up and kisses the side of my cheek. "You love it," he says smugly.

I am still breathing hard and my arms feel weak, so I whisper, "Kiss me."

And he did. He ravages my mouth and I answer his need with equal fervor. He pulls back and gently massages my head.

"I want more..." I whisper, raising my head to get another passionate kiss from him.

"Yes, you will have more," he smiles and then opens my legs for him.

Then he enters and my arms find the strength and wrap around his neck. I let out a stifled groan. He tentatively checks my face and asks, "Did it hurt?"

I shake my head. I wrap my legs around his waist and breathlessly, I say, "Continue, please."

Then he pulls back and enters again. And in each of his thrusts, my arms tighten around his shoulders. Then he shudders. He is about to let go when I tighten my legs around him and kiss him. He spills his seed inside of me and he groans in the throngs of pleasure.

And I hope that it would do wonders in my womb. He slumps into me and I hug him tighter to my chest. I'm sorry, I think, but I need to be pregnant if I need my plan to work. And if there is someone I'd like to do this with, it will be unquestionably him.

Still, I feel bad for using him that tears start to fall. Sinagtala seems confused by it. "It hurts, huh," he says.

"No," I say. "I'm just happy."

He kisses my forehead and says, "So I make you so happy that you'll cry over it?"

I nod. "I love you," I blurt out.

He looks at me surprised and then a smile forms on his lips. He brightens and whispers, "You mention that it didn't hurt?" he asks, as his hand travels down my legs again. "So, I guess, we can continue," he says.

And before long, I find myself under his ministrations again and we are both moaning in pleasure as we enjoy each other's body.

************

In the morning, I wake up with a kiss. I open my eyes to see Sinagtala fully clothed.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

He smiles and says, "What? You still want us to continue?"

I answer his smile. "If you want to." I sit up and realize that I am in pain.

He might have seen me wincing, so he cups my face and kisses me on my forehead. "Soon, when you have taken a rest."

He's about to let go when I hold his arm, "Sinagtala—"

"Sinag," he corrects.

"Can I ask for a favor from you?"

He frowns but then he says, "Anything."

I bite my lips for using him like this. And I bet he knows that I am using him. So I look down and whispers, "Cielo..." I start. "Can you get her a recommendation so she will be transferred to the Babaylan workgroup?"

There is a long silence and I start to dread that this request will destroy whatever plan that I have. Will he be too disgusted at my request that he will stop making love to me? And if he doesn't, how will I get pregnant then?

But when he reaches for my hand and brings it to his lips, then he says, "I'll see what I can do."

I breathe a sigh of relief, and I look up at him again. "Thank you!"

When he leaves my room, I stand up, take a quick bath on the cold tub of water and then exit my room.

"Jade."

I whirl around to see Aian standing beside my door.

"Aian!"

"Where are you going?" he asks.

"To the Babaylan, to check on Migo," and some other things.

He looks me over and asks, "I'm expecting you already ask him about Cielo becoming a Babaylan?"

"He?"

He smirks. "The Rajah, of course, who else?" He comes closer and then whispers, "Your lovemaking last night was so passionate that I need to leave my room to sleep somewhere else."

I flush in embarrassment and look away from him. "Yes, I asked him. But please, whatever happened last night, don't tell Migo."

Aian snorts. "Of course," then he laughs. "He will be too busy with Mayumi and recuperating that I am sure he won't be angry at you. Besides, you're not together with him. He doesn't have the right to be angry in the first place."