Once upon a time

Posted on Sun Jan 14th, 2024 @ 2:23pm by Lieutenant Dovenice Nyx

333 words; about a 2 minute read

Once upon a time on a planet called Sol III, a bevy of buddies gathered in a city.

There, they drank good spirits and played lots of games. Laughing and daring, sharing truths of varying shames.

After one such night, Tymon snuggled down in bed. He slept until dawn dropped a line of light on his head.

He fought the good fight for a few more winks, then his bladder reminded him of the vast array of drinks.

Relief, it begged of him. He gave in and rose from the bed with a degree of chagrin.

A warm body, he had left back in his bed and now as he stood at the toilet, he wondered…

His stream hit the tank at the very first leak. He took better aim and washed his hands in the sink.

His bed, his sink… they were not his at all. The makeup and garments were in a feminine sprawl.

He looked back out to the bedroom with a tingle of unease. Who he had slept with? Come now, he wasn't a tease.

He took one step, a second, three, and then four. He'd take a quick look then head for the door.

Oh shit. He was sick as he looked down at the bed. He wished he could see just about anyone instead.

But it was Dove.

She was very spotted, trailed toe to head. And naked, butt naked - she was there on the bed.

“What the fuck, Dove?” Tymon had said. He woke her instantly with a sense of utter dread.

“Tye?” she questioned, wiping the sleep from her eyes. He noted she moved without much surprise.

“We didn't?”

“We did.”

“But why?”

“You don't remember?”

“Not at all.”

“I warned you and you said no regrets.”

And she lifted her hand to show off the ring. Then she pointed to his hand where its partner could be seen.

“What the fuck?” he asked once more. Dove frowned and headed right out the door.

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