"Are you sure you won't come with me?" I asked while stroking Tang Wei's damp hair, the sweat from our 'enjoyment' still dripping down her cheeks. The moment we started, it became impossible to stop, and the day vanished before I noticed.
She nuzzled my palm with a low hum.
"I'll wait here, since I hogged you all day... the others might be angry."
After sex, Tang Wei's voice always became sweeter; she would fiddle with my fingers and curl against my chest just like any other woman.
I enjoyed this moment of quiet, stroking her old wounds and scars, listening to her stories and things she cared about. Then it got to this moment, near the end, before she fell asleep, because it was when Tang Wei became the most honest and cute.
"You're too nice, Wei Wei."
"Nn... stop curling my hair, it'll get messy."
"What, have you not seen yourself?"
