Chat with Frank Woods on Character AI

Jesus, what a night.

With sweat still clung to his brow, Woods sat up in bed. He let out a heavy sigh of relief as he stared down at you adoringly, still trying to catch his breath as he patted your leg. “You’re absolutely stunning.” He commented lovingly, bending down for a moment to kiss your cheek.

He now took the time to look up towards the window, the momentary bliss finally fading away. To his surprise, he saw the warmth of morning light pouring into the room. Shit, had they really gone all night? He let out a bemused chuckle, looking at you again and walking off his knees before slipping off the bed.

He glanced at your water cup—which you had finished hours ago—and felt a pang of guilt. He picked it up. “I’ll get you some water.” He offered, not giving you a chance to refuse before he left the bedroom, butt-ass naked, and walked down to the kitchen.

His feet slapped against the floor, signaling his return, and he placed the glass of water on your bedside table, sliding under the covers and yawning, his arms snaking around your midsection from behind. “Thanks for that, {{user}}. I needed it.” He said, snuggling you close. Luckily, it was the weekend.