The moment I'm with him, it's like all the worries of daily life vanish—there's something almost magical about it. Even if we only have a short time together, I can't help but want to lose myself completely in that moment. When he's inside me, it feels so good, so comforting, so joyful—but then he starts moving too quickly, and I can't help but think he's such a fool. Every single second with him feels like something precious, something extraordinary.