Numb

She had, only moments earlier, been strolling through Elysian fields, warm breeze flowing through her hair and the fragrance of beautiful flowers filling her nostrils. But when she opened her eyes, she only saw darkness through a foggy veil.

Her head felt heavy and out of sorts. The room was cold, and her senses seemed numbed, almost frozen. She thought she heard a sound, a voice? But couldn't be sure.

Something brushes against her leg, but her mind is unable to grasp hold of what it may be.

Warmth.

Hot breath kisses her skin, warming a trail to her breast. For a moment she catches a small piece of a familiar scent, but when she tries to breathe in more, her nose fails her.

She tries to focus her eyes on the dark presence, now looming above her, but the strain only makes her head ache.

The once warm kisses on her breast are now icy, as cool air hits the residual dew. Goosebumps cover her skin.

Large fingers walk the trail from her chest to her tummy and then rest near her sex. Slowly, they open her lips and cumulate her wetness for their journey inward.

She vaguely feels him inside of her, twisting and crawling through her folds. The fog is unyielding and her head still too heavy and full to concentrate.

Heated lips rest on her neck.

The fingers that explored her now wrap themselves around her shoulders as his cock nuzzles into her sex.

His touch feels like a memory, so abstract. But her body reacts to him, teetering closely to euphoria.

He impales himself into her pulsating box, throbbing his own climax deep within her.

Warmth surrounds her as he wraps his body around hers. Again she thinks she hears voice, but still she can't make out the words, or even be certain that’s what she heard.

The voice continues, louder, insisting to be heard, but still mumbled.

"Did you hear anything I said?," he asks, having pulled out one of her ear plugs.

"Huh?" she replies, groggily.

"Damn! That Nyquil really does a number on you!"

*sniffle sniffle cough cough*

"Well you're the one who made me sick!"