TW: Puking, blowjob and foot fetish.
The idea was to try to be romantic for once and wake him up with a blowjob. It worked, for a while. Well, his dick was in her mouth a while ago and he was awake now, so it worked alright?
"Karin, are you ok?"
She wasn't.
She got up, yikes! Too fast. It made her feel worse. She sat on the bed, her teeth clenched shut.
With her peripheral vision, she saw him get up too, but instead of sitting next to her, he got out of the bed and stood in front of her, his hands reaching out to her body but unsure if he should touch her.
"Answer woman!"
Well, he bloody deserved what came next, she obviously wasn't ok, his was a fucking stupid question, and the look of worry on his fucking stupid face was no excuse, so, when she tried to answer with something snappy all that came from her mouth was puke.
"Fuck! My foot, Karin!"
And if her insides weren't trying to rearrange themselves she would have laughed, because she had, in fact, once, fucked his foot.