The next morning...

The first thing you're aware of is every muscle in your body exacting righteous vengeance.

The second is the overpowering smell of sex.

Groaning, you wrench your eyes open. Sunlight filters through your shades. A sudden panic grips you—it's Monday, and you must have slept clear through your alarm, which means there's no telling how late you are for work. Then you realize that even if you'd woken up on time, there's no way in hell you're in any fit state to work this morning. If ever there was a moment to burn a sick day, this is it. Well, apart from actually being sick, you guess. Anyway, totally worth it.

Turning your head, you're met with a wonderful sight: Safiya in your bed, still fast asleep. Just as you left her last night, in fact, still lying facedown on top of the covers with her legs apart. She's snoring softly. The warm morning light illuminates her skin and makes her seem to glow.

As you're debating whether to wake her, she solves the problem for you, letting out a soft grumble and shifting, her eyes fluttering open. A small smile touches her lips as she spots you.

"Hey," you whisper.

She says something that sounds like "mrph." Burying her face in the pillow for a moment, you see her back rise and fall as she takes a deep breath. "How late were we up?"

"I don't even know," you admit. "Fuck, you're...you're incredible."

Her laugh is muffled by the pillow. "Thanks. You're not too bad either."

With another groan, she pushes herself up off the mattress. Sitting up, she rolls her neck and shoulders. "I really need a shower. You mind?"

"Not at all." Inspired once again by Saf's energy, you manage to sit up as well. "Wanna stay for breakfast after?"

She's facing away from you, so you can't see her expression. "Thanks, but I should probably get going. I mean, unless you wanna fuck me some more."

You can't resist a chuckle. "Nah, thanks, but I've kept you long enough." You find yourself curious. "What's next for you?"

Saf shrugs. "Got work today. Should let my friends know what's up. Other than that...start figuring out how I'm gonna raise a kid, I guess."

"Fair enough." There's a silence between you. "You can grab the shower first, if you want."

"Thanks." Nodding, Saf gets to her feet, not seeming fully sure of her legs right away. Satisfied, she turns and heads for the door, still naked.

As you hear her turning on the shower, you settle back into bed for a few more minutes, imagining Safiya with her belly rounded with pregnancy. You have a feeling she'll be a really cool mom.