(From Blue's Perspective)
"Get up."
"Hmm?" I mumbled in my sleep.
"It's lunchtime. You need to eat."
"Don't wanna..."
"Come on, get up now."
I felt a tongue licking my ear. It was ticklish. I quickly opened my eyes, only to find my husband looking at me. But his face was not as playful as always, rather it was quite serious.
My lower body hurt a bit, but it was not as much as usual times after we did it. I was still naked. I wrapped the blanket around me and tried to sit.
"Be careful," he said.
I wanted to ask him a lot of things, but I could not bring myself to say a single thing. I watched him as he took the plate arranged for me and cut the meat into fine pieces.
"Here, open your mouth," he said, nudging my lips with the piece of meat on the fork.
I opened my mouth and tasted the soft and slightly spicy texture of the meat. He cut the pieces in the right size just like I always liked. It seemed he was pretty observant.
"Is it okay?" he asked.
