“How was it?” Anne asked. I didn’t reply, taking off my watch and gun. “That bad?” I nodded. Anne had gotten more books and some newspapers that were covering the table and desk. It was nice to see she made such a mess of the place, seeing her laying on the bed reading, she had a good day. I started taking my clothes off and I could feel her staring at me.

“Don’t laugh –”

“Why would I?” she asked.

“I don’t know I’m fucking pissed and I don’t want to do this.”

“Is that a no?”

“I’ll be fine, just feels nice to complain, be a bitch about things.” I wasn’t gentle when I turned her onto her stomach, it would break my heart if she worried about consent after. I started fingering her, I thought roughly, but I guess it wasn’t enough, or she was into it.

“Don’t start so slow, I notice now when we miss a morning together.”

“Not enough to wake up early.”

She laughed and I smiled, feeling a chill that spread from my chest through my body that somehow left me feeling warm. I thought it was the sex but I had lost focus a little. Anne’s books and clothes were scattered around the room. On the table were dirty dishes from her breakfast, along with a few empty coffee cups. She was really living with me. I could go to work and she would be safe, I would be safe, and we would always end up back here, together.

I stopped and sat on the bed. Anne was confused for a moment but when she saw my smile she smiled back and let me pull her into a kiss. It wasn’t right to be upset about anything that brought me closer to her, that made me do anything with her, I forgot I had her.

“You okay?” She asked, and I hugged her as tightly as I could.

“We're really living together.”

“Yea.”

“And when they stop paying for this room we’ll get a place.”

She laughed, almost a giggle, “yea.”

“What kind of place?”

“Whatever we want.”

“I think we should stay in Marticourt, at least for a while, this city is good for me.”

“You’re doing better.” She touched my horns.

“I got so caught up in, everything, I didn’t notice.”

“It’s okay to have a bad day at work.”

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“I know, it’s not that, it’s, I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” She nestled into me, getting comfortable, as I lay down.

“Zal, what brought this on?”

“Bad day, and seeing your shit everywhere.”

“Sorry, I don’t know how it got so messy so quickly.”

“No, I like it.”

“That’s good…I’ve been thinking, I want something to do, and with you working, I know it’s silly, and pointless, but I want to get a philosophy degree.”

I smiled, “okay.” I don’t think Anne noticed I was happy for her.

“I always kinda wanted to, but it was too expensive and with kids I wouldn’t want to, wouldn’t have the time, but now…” I felt a pain in my chest at that. We hadn’t talked about it, not since the train, not since we became a couple. I don’t know if this counted, if this was her way of talking about it without talking about it, or telling me she wanted to talk. Not that it mattered, hurt too much to say anything.

“What do you think?” Right, I hadn’t given her a proper response.

“I was worried about you not having anything to do.”

“You don’t mind?”

“Mind?”

Anne sighed, “I don’t know, I’m nervous.”

“You know I don’t want you waiting around at home for me.”

“Gods yea, of course, I hope that isn’t what’s bothering me. Maybe it’s more, I mean Victoria is basically going to be a doctor.”

“You can’t compare yourself to her.”

“Hard not to.”

“We’ve done enough life and death shit, let someone else, and I know how much that stuff means to you and your dad, that matters, you can’t be the only two, all those books and lectures must help people sometimes.”

The mood was gone, but we didn’t care, it was nicer for now to hold her, breath together.

“We should do something to celebrate, go out, or at least get some weed, or I don’t know, see a lecture.” I wanted Anne to know I supported her.

“That’s sweet, but I don’t really wanna go out. I’m still tired from last night.”

“Fuck, I forgot about that, getting that high must have made today harder on me.”

Anne laughed, “and my silly sleepy succubus, you woke up early.”

“And now my shoulder hurts too on top of everything.”

“I take it from shooting, you didn’t say why it was bad?”

“Project lead is kinda a bitch, probably best to leave out the details, but it’s not going to work, ever.”

Anne frowned, “here, sit up.” She propped me up against the headboard and massaged my right shoulder. It hurt so I couldn’t put up with much, and I couldn’t tell if it helped. I think I had a bruise, or the demon version of one. It was easy enough to find a place to get some weed, seemed like there was one on every block.

Sex while high was new, well, not entirely, we must have, back in the army at some point, when we were on leave, but I didn’t remember it. Now, when we had all the time we could want, it was different, made us comfortable taking our time. I watched closely as I ran my hands from her waist, over her hips to her thighs. From a distance her fur was a tan color, like sand, but up close, when I was running my fingers through it I could see all the different shades there really were. I pushed her legs apart, loving how my fingers sunk into her thighs. I was distracted for a moment by how my tail felt as I wrapped it around her leg. It felt good to hold her, even if it was just my tail. She put her hands on my cheeks and gently turned my face to her’s. We started into each other's eyes until we both lost it, laughing, she was too beautiful, too in love. I kissed her lips, neck, chest, breasts. I wanted to stop there for a while but she took my horns in her hands and guided me down to her pussy. It was fun with her taking control, I could focus on how she felt, tasted. I think I came when she did, I don’t know, I wasn’t paying attention, how could I when I feel her coming, her legs squeezing my head, her moans filling my ears, with her on my tongue.