Cigarettes After Sex
You woke up in a different bed. The place doesn't seem familiar. Of course, you didn't look around because there's no time for that once your lips touch. And now you're looking around, noticing the undone dishes, the stack on the table, and the dust on your headboard. You didn't care about those things when your bodies were all heat up - on the spur of the moment - last night. After all, that's all what you came for - satisfaction, pleasure, and flesh. You moved and saw the body of the person you were so eager to touch. You turned to yourself and saw that red blemish under your chest. You tried but failed. At your frustration, it didn't go away. You reached your top and as you fitted that wrinkled cloth, you searched for your underwear. You uncovered the blanket, only to cover more the nude person on the other side. There you saw what you were looking for. You finally stood up, dressed until someone woke up and bothered you. "What time is it?&q