“Alright,” Travis said, watching me closely as I stood.
With my brother knowing about BDSM, subspace, and everything in between, Zachariah had called him before leaving to deal with work shipments. There was no one else that was able to know the signs if I happened to subdrop. I didn’t entirely want to know if Travis had been in such a state.
I gave him a small smile before making my way up the stairs, one step at a time. I was more tired physically than anything else. My legs felt like I had run a marathon, and my shoulders were a little achy. That part, I did know was normal with being tied to a bed and spread open.
I started the water, letting the bathroom heat up before walking to the closet to get some clothes out of the closet. I yawned, fighting the fatigue. I hoped that taking a shower would help wake me up.
I quickly washed my hair and let the warm water run over my sore muscles. The warmth was almost too much to handle, yet not enough.
I wondered what was going on with me. It couldn’t just be simple after effects, but I didn’t want to draw attention to it if it was nothing more.
As my stomach began to turn, I shut the water off and wrapped a towel around my body before doing the same thing with my hair.
For over a week I had felt a little off here and there, but nothing that I couldn’t handle. Just a normal winter bug. Given, it was late winter now as time flew by. I couldn’t believe that Christmas was a little over five weeks away already.
Feeling bile rise in my throat, I made it just in time to the toilet, spilling the contents of my stomach. My back arched with each gag, purging everything out that I had possibly in me.
Panting, I plopped onto my butt, catching my breath. I reached over, flushing the toilet. I sat there for a moment, catching my breath and making sure my stomach was done twisting on itself.
I felt better now at least.
On shaky legs, I stood and washed my hands and face before turning to get dressed and brushing out my hair.
Looking in the mirror, although my face was paler than normal, I had a light to my green eyes. I felt alive here, more than I ever thought possible. My wet hair was nearly brown as it lay against my back, dripping down my shirt.
A knock on the door startled me, and I quickly turned around, wide-eyed.
“Just checking on you,” Travis said, his look filled with worry as he looked me over. “You okay?”
“Fine,” I mumbled out.
“Zach should be back in about twenty minutes or so,” he said, holding up his phone, indicating that he talked to him. “How about we go watch some TV?”
“Okay,” I yawned. I covered my mouth as I yawned, my eyes watering at the force.
“Or maybe take a nap,” he hinted.
“Zach won’t like you in here watching me sleep,” I laughed. “I can fall asleep on the couch just fine, I’m sure.”
I was pretty dang sure that I would fall asleep. It wouldn’t take much at the moment.
“You’re right,” he laughed out. “I’ll try to not be such a grump at least, alright.”
“Sounds good,” I said, giving him a small smile as I followed him out of the bedroom and back downstairs.
