The time after pleasure was always satisfying.
Morning came, and the corporate dogs were already roaming the streets, ready to catch their rides to work.
Jonas woke with a yawn and felt a slight weight on his shoulder. Looking down, he found Shigure Ryoko clinging tightly to him, her long hair spilling over his chest. Her breathing was slow and steady, and a sweet smile still lingered on her sleeping face.
In her sleep, she seemed to have found the warmest, most comfortable body pillow in the world. She buried her head in the crook of Jonas's shoulder, wrapped both hands around his arm, and pressed her entire body against him, finding the most comfortable position.
Chelsea had been awake for who knew how long. The sound of water splashing against glass came from the shower room; it sounded like she was taking a shower. Jonas tried to sit up a little, only for Shigure Ryoko to hold him even tighter.
"First one, then the other. Who taught you both to use people as body pillows?"
"Hmm? Ryoko's just like that. She says no, but really, she just needs a push. Even when it's something she really wants to do, she won't do it unless someone gives her a nudge from behind."
Chelsea slowly dried her hair with a blow-dryer and glanced at Shigure Ryoko, whose eyes were still closed. "Still not awake? Usually, she reacts to the slightest disturbance."
"Maybe she's just pretending to sleep. You can't wake someone who's pretending. She might wake up as soon as I leave."
Jonas shifted slightly, and Shigure Ryoko slipped off him easily, quite unlike the way she had been clinging to him just moments before.
"All right, so is Mr. Jonas, whose astonishing wisdom left the Federation utterly helpless, leaving now?"