I was exhausted and it was only Sunday morning.
I spent Saturday taking naps. After Oz f****d me hard, I slept through lunch. He had stayed in his studio to work and I had taken the opportunity to cook and play some time with Empire of God. I was still broken today and Oz hadn't even f****d me last night. I needed a vacation. I deserved it.
I set about organizing my plans for the week on the chalkboard in my torment room, feeling Oz behind me.
" Are you watching something interesting? " I asked him, without turning around.
" A lot " he replied.
" Do you take a break? " I asked him, leaving the marker and turning towards him.
" I missed you " he replied.
He was leaning on the door jamb, with only his sweatpants on and his hands crossed on his chest that made his muscles stand out. My
