March, 2014
He wanted to know how she felt. Sore. Bruised. Uncomfortable. Mildly fulfilled. Achy. Vulnerable. Tired. "I'm great," Elvi said quietly, smiling at Dom from 'her side' of his bed. After all, she'd challenged him. 'Do it like a viking!' she'd grunted. His pace had quickened. He'd gone deeper; harder. Soon, though, her brave face was soon made unnecessary. Dom's arms had come around her and pulled her close to him. Aura and Droid were spooning, and she could see his smile in the reflection of his glasses where they were tossed atop his nightstand. She smiled too, and wiggled back closer to her boyfriend.