Chapter 38: Feral Flight

As they finish washing one another, exploring each other’s erogenous zones, they end their shower when they feel slight turbulence.

“It’ll be fine, we’re probably over the mountains right now,” Damien cooes, wrapping a fluffy towel around Eshe’s back and pulling her into a warm embrace. She kisses the crook of his neck as they break to brush their teeth with disposable toothbrushes, Damien’s face changing to a goofy expression every time she glances at his reflection in the mirror.

“You’re so silly,” she spits in the sink before rinsing her mouth out.

“You’re too strong a drug. I’d make a fortune if I found a way to bottle you,” he smacks her butt before finishing his teeth. Standing beside the bed and letting her towel drop as he turns off the light in the bathroom, he is frozen in a trance as Eshe faces him, sits on the bed, and spreads her legs for him while leaning back on her elbows and arching her back.