--Building a New life --Tech x Reader Bad Batch

Chapter 96 -- The morning after --

{Art Credit to Kvwviiju on Tumbler: There is a whole set of pin-ups ;) }

The sun gently shone through the large window, the floor length lace curtains keeping it from becoming too bright. You rolled over on your side, feeling your body ache, and your head complain from the alcohol. No nightmares had disturbed your slumber, but given how much you had drunk last night and the emotional exhaustion you doubted there was energy to conjure them. The world seemed blurry around you, but your bed was warm and you felt an arm reach over and wrap around your waist, a kiss planted on your forehead.

A smile came to your face, and you looked over into the warm brown eyes of your husband.

"good morning" you quietly muttered, mostly inaudible.

A small smile broke across his face "Good morning. Feel any different?"

"Hung over" you giggled "but very happy".

"The drinks were stronger then I anticipated, but we do have the next few days to sleep it off" Tech replied, gently pulling you towards him.

You kept a small gap between your bodies to remain comfortable as you lay in bed together, but you soon felt your limbs waking up and a rush of blood coming to your face. You and Tech rearrange the pillows, and you try to not drool over his well toned arms as you then cuddle up together on the bed.

"Somethings missing" you jest towards Tech and you heard him sigh "Unfortunately I have no idea if those details were arranged and I was not allowed to go and retrieve my coffee maker from my ship".

"Are they letting us out for breakfast?" you ask, snuggling up to your husband and pulling the blanket over your shoulder to remain warm.

"Supposedly there is an adjacent room where meals will be presented. However, the door I investigated last night appeared to be locked as well".

"On the plus side no one can disturb us" you sigh.

"I imagine there will be a list of questions upon my return but I will keep it from my mind" Tech replied kissing you on the cheek. "spending time with you is much more valuable to me".

"You always have the right words Tech" you smile back "I love you so much".

Thankfully Tech's information had been correct and there was coffee and a light breakfast served in the separate room connected by a door near the balcony windows. You had not heard any sounds except for a click of the lock indicating the door was now open. You and Tech had mostly laid in bed between sleep and wakefulness and were quick to pour yourselves cups of coffee. Both of you in your red robes, quietly eating breakfast, was probably a funny sight as much as it was pleasant. As you sat there you wondered if you were secretly dreaming. This situation was so far out of the normal ones you had experienced there was simply no way it could be real. Naturally after breakfast when Tech touched your waist returning to your room, any thoughts of this being a fantasy were dashed from your mind.

You felt comfortable, yet shy, and the hours post-breakfast were spent in a dance between delighted arousal and quiet vulnerability. It is hard to describe the greater intricacies between animal and human desire. There is a deeper motivation for reproduction, as Tech would put it, but there is just as much a desire to be loved, pleasured and held.

It is easy to say that Tech had no idea what he had been missing out on. The emotional depths he had experienced with you were already significant, but now exploring your body as he had desired to do was more satisfying then he had theorized. Breathing in your scent, feeling the softness of your skin, the shyness in your posture as you kissed each other, slowly revealing more of yourself to him. It was nothing short of intoxicating. If Tech had found you breathless before, then he was asphyxiated by your presence now. It was his own personal challenge not to devour you all at once. He kept a measure between his deeper desires and remaining conscious in the situation. His efforts did falter however at the noises you made, and as you moaned Tech found himself lost in the moment, on the most unbelievable high he had experienced.