Irina was slowly waking up. He had in fact untied her before they both fell asleep from exhaustion. She stretched, feeling a little soreness in a few places, and groaned. The night was slowly coming back to her.
Vodka. Pizza. Flirting. A kiss and the taste of blood. Then mind blowing sex. Definitely one hell of a mistake, but it had felt really good.
"Mmmrmph," she mumbled and stretched again.
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