The pain, oh, the pain. She woke up, head throbbing, hips throbbing worse. Her vision was blurry and uncertain. Needless to say, she was a train wreck. A naked train wreck, she discovered.
She groaned and shifted her legs slightly and the sheets pooled around her hips. “Sleep well?” came a sleepy voice.
She whipped her head quickly to find Shishido laying next to her, his head propped up with his hand and elbow, and his wonderful chest bare and exposed. Everything else was…down in the covers basically. “Ryou --” But she stopped mid-sentence because her own, loud voice brought sharp pain to her head. “What happened?” she whispered to him.
“Well, you wanted to play poker, which Ohtori turned into Strip Poker. You got drunk, lost, I brought you up to give you some clothes since you ‘misplaced’ your’s and…it pretty much took off from there.” he was smirking -- just a little -- you noted and it upset you very much.
“Why are you so happy?”
A low chuckle filled her ears, filling her with a feeling of content, a joy. “You seemed to enjoy it last night and here you are, whining when you came on to me.”
“When I was drunk.”
“Ah? So does that mean you didn’t like it?”
“I don’t remember it!”
“Do you want to do it again?”
“Shishido!”
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