A Wakening

He shivered awake in bed. His legs were slick and gulping for air. He opened his eyes. Ice water slowly fought against the chill sweetness tingling in his groin. The room was dark and only partially cramped with breath, bottled up inside and around for warmth, for he was bare of comfort. He had gathered the blankets around him whilst he had slept, and uncovered where She had been stowed.


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