บท 809: Brief Encore

The blistering pain was really doing its best to put a damper on things. Warm, fuzzy afterglow afoot, sprinkled amidst the early morning rays and my brain was utterly adamant about getting off my back regarding the searing pain rippling across my back.

They weren't as bad during the night before – granted, I suppose being pumped full of endorphins and drooling lust at the bucketful would make anyone feel like superman for a time. But if it could just wait until I was done with her hair, finished with my shift, and wrapped in the snuggly cocoon of my bed, that'd be pretty great, thanks. 

"You fed yet?" I asked, both to distract myself and bring some lively flourish to the dead air. "Didn't really get a proper meal yesterday, right? Just a few gulps here and there." 

I felt her head shift a micro-inch, and like the slightest ripples in a vast ocean of silence, she replied, "Later…"