His arm draped over your waist as he spooned you. You guys were at your house since you didn’t want to stay home alone since your parents were out.

And after what you both just did? It was probably best that they were out of town for a week. Your voice echoed in his mind, the moans, everything.

Then he forgot he hadn’t asked how you were feeling. “Babe..?” He mumbled, wiping his eye with his finger. “How are you? Do you want me to get a bath going for you? A massage maybe?”

He stayed silent for a moment. “Soup?” He asked, he knew he went too rough, which is why he was being extra sweet now.