For a long moment, Ross and Miku remained frozen, panting in the quiet, the only sounds their ragged breaths and the frantic beating of their hearts.
Slowly, the real world began to intrude.
The distant chirp of a bird. The faint sound of a car engine starting down the street.
The illusion of their private universe shattered.
With a profound weariness, Miku untangled herself from his embrace.
The air felt cold on her sweat-sheened skin. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, her body protesting every movement.
Her legs, shaky and weak, barely supported her as she stood.
A profound soreness echoed deep within her, a lewd gift to the night's activities.
She took a step, then another, her gait an unsteady limp towards the door.
