Belladonna | 18 +

Thirty Three | Talks & slow mornings

Holy shit.

I opened my eyes slightly but it was all dark around me. I fluttered my eyes slightly to still see an empty black room, I couldn't see much anyway.

But I did feel my surroundings.

Immediately I noticed Kira's arm was around me and we were under the covers. I also had clothes on when I remember passing out without clothes on.

I still had to grapple with the fact that she really fucked me like she didn't respect me—even if it was the best orgasm I've ever had.

I turned over and Kira was sleeping next to me, I didn't want to disturb her so I tried to move as little as possible.

She held me a little closer and I leaned into her touch. "Are you awake bella?" She asked me softly contrary to how she'd spoken to me earlier.

"I don't want to wake you," I whispered.

Her eyes fluttered open a little and her nose scrunched slightly. That made my cheeks heat up slightly and I was lucky we were in the dark.

"You aren't waking me bambina," she said softly. "are you okay?"

"Yeah," I said softly. "I can't believe I passed out," I said feeling embarrassed that had happened.

"You did, it's okay." She chuckled a little. "Can't sleep?" She asked me.

"No-no I just...don't remember getting into bed," I said quietly.

"You fell asleep afterward and I got you into some pajamas and bed." She explained and ran her hand up and down my back softly.

My cheeks burned. "Oh," I smiled to myself. "Thank you," I said.

"You welcome bambina," she said and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. "Are you sure you're okay?"

I shuffled a little and finally felt the ache between my legs, and well, I was sore. It was a good sore though. Not that I minded the slight pain because I'd do it all again.

Probably the best hours I'd spent in a long time.

"I'm okay just a little sore," I said.

"Here," she stretched over and grabbed some ibuprofen for me. "there's some water on your side." She said.

"Thank you," I said softly and got up to drink some water with my tablet and laid back in her arms. "I'm sorry Kira," I said.

Even if we'd 'handled' the situation we hadn't talked. For me, talking was always going to happen even if it was about the smallest thing in life, I was going to talk about it with the other person.

And talking might do us some good because I had some questions, the most important one being how she knew Ella was the one to put everything together.

"We'll talk in the morning bambina, just relax for now." She said and held me close.

"Are you sure?" I asked her cautiously.

"I promise you tomorrow, we'll talk over breakfast."

"Pinky promise," I stuck out my pinky. It's childish I know but I rather have a difficult conversation than have something hang in between us.

She smiled softly and connected our pinkies. "I promise," she said.

"Okay," I smiled and laid my head back on her chest.

Lately, whenever I sleep over at her house, I tend to prefer laying on her chest to using the actual pillows on her bed. Why? I couldn't tell you even if I tried.