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Things were different today.
Zadia and Roman could feel it once they woke up.
Roman was the first to get out of bed.
Quietly, he removed his hand from the inside of Zadia's shirt. It stayed there the entire night again, cupping her breast. It was becoming a habit. They felt like bigger versions of a toy he used to play with when he was younger. The faint memory left him warm inside. Zadia reminded him of home, something about her cozy and familiar.
People like her were worth protecting.
Roman's mind drifted and he thought back to last night.
Orgasms.
It was insane how many he had yesterday. Each time better than the last, each time different than the other. Zadia made him feel like an addict, he couldn't get enough of her— her tightness, her kisses, her touch, it all led to him cumming. He liked to cum—liked how the only thing he saw while doing it was her.
She made him ripple.
He swallowed intrusive thoughts of what it would feel like to cum inside her filling his mind.
He shook his head, trying to think of something else.
Anything else.
Roman slid out from between the sheets and stood. His naked body was on full display while he walked around the room, looking for his things. His mood felt surprisingly light, he wasn't stressed or tired. Finding his boxer briefs on the other side of the room, he picked them up and put them on, his muscles flexing as he did.
Zadia woke up the moment she felt the bed dip. She laid still in her spot, her hands underneath the right side of her face while she watched him. This wasn't planned out as well as she thought it was. Waking up before him is what she wanted to do, so she wouldn't have to deal with the awkwardness. But she overslept and now, well she was screwed.
Roman's shoulders tensed up while he knelt to pick up his shirt. "You know most people tend to say good morning, not stare at someone like a complete weirdo." He turned to face her, putting on his white T-shirt. It was a tight fit, the outline of his abs pivot. "I knew you were awake."
Zadia rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, sitting up. "What are you, Spider-Man? You showing off your damn Spidey-Senses?" She sassed, removing the sheets off her to stand. Zadia was fully nude, nipples hard. "Big day ahead of us." She mentioned, casually. "Lots to get done."
"Lots," Roman mumbled in agreement, his pants in his hands. As Zadia walked into the bathroom, he craned his neck to catch a glimpse of her. A satisfied smirk plastered on his face, her walk was different. Roman could hear the water running from Zadia wetting her toothbrush. While he finished dressing up, he could feel the lingering glances she sent his way as she brushed her teeth. "Problem?" He drawled, walking past the bathroom door.
