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Beads of sweat were trickling themselves across both of your foreheads - Janet's was still creased, her eyebrows raised as she came down from her very recent high, laying gently beside you as her chest rose and dropped in a quick pattern. You laid your head across the fabric pillow underneath you as you attempted to calm yourself down a little; tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, you closed your eyes for a few seconds - the room filled with silence, relief and ultimately, the smell of sex mixed in with your perfume, and hers.
Once your eyes fluttered open, you moved both your hands softly over your face, before sitting up and grabbing the corner of the duvet that had been lost during the fun. You held the grey corner comfortably, before pulling it back to cover your, now slightly tired, body, laying back down and turning your head slightly to view the familiar woman next to you. To your surprise, however, her gaze was already on you, causing her to look back up to the ceiling in a slightly flustered movement.
"So...," She began, trailing off as she tried to find a conclusion for her random outburst. "Was it good? Did you enjoy yourself?" She questioned, her gaze still on her off-white ceiling that rested above both of you. "Always J. When is it not good?" You returned, smiling softly at her when her brown eyes met yours briefly, now her embarrassment had reduced significantly.
"Oh stop! You're embarrassing me Y/N, but I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." She smiled contently to herself, but as you turned your head to her previous position, almost mirroring her actions, she couldn't help but admire you. How your hair laid, somewhat perfectly, along your shoulders, even though you both just created an immense amount of body heat.
Your eyes were glistening, and the remainder of your body that was showing looked like it had been carved by someone with higher power. You were so beautiful to her, and she was starting to feel like she didn't want you to leave after twenty minutes, but for some reason, she could never bring herself to tell you that, yet.
In this moment, her mind raced with memories of you, similar to this one. Where you would lay peacefully, silently mostly, and yet, the room felt full. It felt warm, and calm - it was where Janet wanted to be all the time.
Her thoughts, however, were quickly shattered when she heard some-sort-of alarm ringing from your phone, which you had left on the bedside table shortly after arriving. The sound interrupted the tranquility in the room, breaking it into temporary pieces; you sat up quickly, reaching over to pick up the phone and click the button to dismiss it, as your eyes widened.
"Shit! It's seven, already?!" You frantically mumbled, quickly pulling back the covers and pulling both parts to your matching underwear set back on. You searched for your jeans briefly, before pulling them on swiftly and buttoning them up. Looking around for your shirt, you realised Janet was now sat up too, her eyebrows furrowed and hand on the back of her neck, scratching it gently. "Do you have other plans?" She said, handing you your shirt when she noticed your acknowledgment for it.
