29|Così Romantico

~Rylee~

Touch soft as a feather ghosted my arm upward, settling on my shoulder to bestow delicately looped patterns.

Klaus....

For a moment, I thought last night was all in my head, an addition to the long list of wet dreams featuring Klaus and me.

Flames of embarrassment flickered in my gut, spreading to my still warm skin from his touch.

After coming down from the most intense orgasm of my life, I had fallen limp, unable to even open my eyelids. I vaguely recall Klaus nudging my cheeks with his nose, a tender gesture I’m beginning to grow accustomed to.

He cleaned after himself, wiping me with a cool washcloth. In the form of a coo, he asked me if I needed water, if I was warm enough, or if he had been too rough. I answered all his questions with a moan, curling beside him like a ball of fur.

Yes... Fur.

Even now, I feel boneless everywhere, certain that my legs won’t hold my weight if I stand. They felt soft like jelly yet twitching as my well-loved pussy hummed in delight.