Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches
Still with her clothes off, she lay back on the bed, reaching for a wipe to clean herself up, taking deep breaths. It felt too mechanical to just get redressed, and after a moment she opened her eyes, looking at him.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She said gently, reaching over to him so she could lie next to him, wrapping an arm around his waist. "I suppose I should... go back out there." She frowned, kissing the side of his head. "Are you okay?" She asked, amazed she was even asking.