C55 OPENING UP

After that weird sex that left my wrists sore and hurting like hell, Andy carefully carried me to bed, swaddled me in his arms and we both drifted off to sleep. I don't know for how long since I didn't even notice him waking up.

My orbs bore into my wrists. They are all red. The soreness and imprints of his fingers are apparent. I don't want to put more meaning into this