Tressandra
I blink away the bright light, confused at where I am, and then I realize I'm covered in fuzzies. I'm in Rick's arms. It's nice, too nice, and I'm positive that I don't deserve to be treated so well, or to be this happy.
A sensation of discomfort down below hits me, and I realize that I need to pee, and right now. It's very urgent. I wiggle, groaning when I can't get loose. My mate's strong arms get tighter and tighter, holding me like a stubborn toddler keeping a hold of their teddy bear.
I'm aware of when he wakes up by the gruff noise he makes in my ear.
"Why are you trying to leave me?" Rick wonders, and I wonder if I've offended him with my simple plea to get free.
"I need to... urinate." I murmur, squirming for emphasis. He gives me a look, raising a white eyebrow in question. "Let me up, I'm serious." I laugh, and he grumbles, but let's me go.