C440 Proposal

After they were done, they returned to Rocher's room. Rocher closed the door, sat on the bed, and took off his boots.

"Phew..." Rocher let out a long breath and wiped away the remaining stains on his face.

"You always wear those boots when you ride a horse? Never changed?" Shire looked at the pair of boots by the bed.

"Sir Shire, no one... at least not." Rocher did not know how to stop him