Not The Carefullest Of Girls

C3

After a few long minutes of laying there Miles sat up, grabbing Äptei's wrists and pulling off her handcuffs, letting her hands fall. She slowly pushed herself up and sat back on her knees, rubbing her wrists and looking back at him.

"Don't ever do that again,"

She said with a light tone in her voice, not really meaning it, but she still wanted to say it.

"Oh you say that like you didn't enjoy it"

Miles snaps back with a small chuckle, standing up and stretching a bit. He turns away from Äptei and takes a few quick steps over to the dresser in his room, pulling out some clothes. He tosses a shirt and a pair of pants over to Äptei glancing back at her.

"You can keep those. I'm assuming you have a shower in your room?"

He asks, pretty sure that she was one of the few people that got one of the fancy apartment type rooms, with a full bathroom. He felt a little bad for ruining her shirt, but it was so worth it. Äptei pulls on the shirt and stands up, gently rubbing the marks on her shoulders. Some of them were still bleeding, seeping through the shirt.

"Thank god I do."

At that point in time she was very grateful for that, her whole body was sore and she just wanted to take a warm shower and crash in her own bed. She was so glad that she could shower in private, most of the military personnel had to use public showers. She leans over and grabs her underwear, pulling them on and then the pants that he had tossed at her. His clothes didn't fit her at all, but they were surprisingly comfortable.

"Next time don't run so fast doll, made it a little hard for me."

Miles says, looking through the drawers for a suitable pair of pants. Äptei was slightly surprised that he implied that there would be a next time, almost excited for it. She quickly shook the idea out of her head and ran a hand through her hair, picking up the cut shirt, her belt and her pants, rolling them into a loosely formed ball before tucking it under her arm.

"Well. I'll slow down next time, not like you need me too or anything."

She says with a smug smile, heading for the door. She didn't know what she was getting into, but it was exciting, something new and interesting in her life.

"Don't forget your place doll."

Miles snaps, too tired to really do anything about her backtalk, he knew that he'd eventually fuck it out of her. Äptei left that statement hanging, grabbing the handle of the door and opening it, glancing out in the hallway to make sure nobody was out there. Satisfied with the empty halls she takes a few steps out.

"I'm sure you can find my room if you'd like to remind me,"

Äptei says with a taunting tone in her voice before closing the door and quickly walking down the hall, her clothes held tightly.

Eventually when she got back to her apartment she did her routine of double checking to make sure the door was locked, checking her plants and making sure nothing had changed sense she had left. Everything was normal, safe, quiet. The quiet noise of the running water of the shower filled the small bathroom, steam building on the mirror.

Tilting her head back into the stream of water Äptei washed the shampoo out of her white hair, letting the hot water soothe her aching muscles. Every time her mind wandered from the current moment, it went straight to miles, thinking about how he had said there would be another time. She quickly reigned her thoughts back in, trying to ignore how much she had actually enjoyed it. She tried to focus on the shower, trying to practice some mediation, trying to clear her mind.

Soon enough the water got too hot, and the marks on her shoulders and back stung too much to be ignored. Turning off the water with an obnoxious squeak from the faucet she pressed the water out of her hair and stepped out of the shower. Wrapping herself in a towel she leans over the sink, drawing a little heart in the steam that had built up on the mirror. The little act had become a small habit, she always did it for some extra luck. The cold air nipped at her arms and face when she exited the bathroom, and rushed to her room. Without wasting any time Äptei pulls on a clean and comfortable outfit, crashing into her bed with a quiet 'omph'

The mass amount of pillows on her bed engulfed her, hiding her from the outside world. Finally listening to her body she drifts off to sleep, silence filling the room.