I woke with my skin raw and a dull ache spreading through every muscle. Natalia lay sprawled across my chest, her breathing slow and even. Pale morning light sliced through the blinds, painting stripes across her naked back. Her blue hair splayed in all directions, a chaotic halo against my sheets.
"Mmm...Satori..." she mumbled against my neck, her lips warm and soft.
Natalia's Cryo-Lich Ring glowed softly on her finger, the only thing she still wore. I remembered the moment her telekinesis had lost control, objects flying around the room in a psychic hurricane as she came. My desk chair had levitated for nearly thirty seconds before crashing back to the floor. The temperature had plummeted so drastically that frost had formed on my windows, then melted with the heat of our bodies.
