Divyat woke up with a groan, his head pounding as the after effects of a night spent drinking passed. He shuddered feeling a chill before sinking back into the sheets, a rather dull grin on his face. Not that he was particularly filled with emotions right now, but the old age saying of you will never forget your first is something that is as true as the sun that rises.
Laila was gone off course, he had felt her leave in the middle of the night, or rather during the early hours of the morning. The night before had been filled with soft introductions and then wild explorations as he got to truly experience what it meant to truly be a man, or perhaps just one of the aspects of it. And Divyat had to admit, that sex was, is something that he would rather enjoy doing from now on.
