Cleanup

You awaken sometime later to the feeling of warm water splashing on you. Opening your eyes, you see Sarah standing beside the bed, rubbing you down with a wet cloth. She is still fully nude, and her skin glistens with moisture, having clearly already washed herself as you slept. She smiles as she sees your eyes open.

“Welcome back, sleepyhead! You must have been exhausted. I figured a little bath wouldn’t hurt. One of the few amenities we get in here is running water.”

Sarah continues to wash you as she speaks, a smile on her face. You chuckle. “You know, I can do that myself…”

She shakes her head. “I don’t mind. Think of it as thanks for the incredible sex! That was…well, incredible.”

You nod, sitting up. “Agreed. And thanks for the bath, as well.”

Sarah giggles. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy getting my hands on you some more! Oh, and sorry about the claws.”

You look down at your chest, noticing the deep scratches she left there. You shrug. “I hardly noticed. And totally worth it.”

She laughs, setting aside the washcloth, and beginning to get dressed. You watch her, admiring the play of her muscles, and the sway of her breasts. Sarah sees you watching her, and giggles, putting on a bit of a show for you. A reverse striptease, in a way. Reluctantly, you dress yourself as well, with less theatrics.

Afterwards, she sits down beside you on the bed. You reach over and take her hand, which seems to surprise her, and she looks at you with curious eyes. “Already holding hands? Don’t you move quickly…”

Despite her words, you can hear the excitement and happiness in her voice. While you’re almost certainly not the first to join her in here, it seems you’re the first to make a real connection with her. At least, that’s your guess.

You smile. “So, now what happens?”

Sarah shrugs. “As I said, there’s not a lot to do until they come for you again. I imagine it won’t be long now.”

She sighs, looking down. “Hopefully it won’t be an execution. I…I wouldn’t want you to go like that.”

You shake your head. “I’m too valuable to them right now. So we have some time. And I don’t plan on dying here.”

Sarah looks at you with a sad smile. “No one ever does.”

Before you can answer, a guard comes up to the door. “You, rebel. The council has called for you.”

You sigh. “Right on cue. I’m sure this will be pleasant. See you soon, Sarah.”

She lets go of your hand as you walk towards the door. You can hear her speak quietly as you go.