The soft sound of Zoey's panting filled the air once their mouths separated. Her body felt like lead after the hard orgasm and her actions were sluggish when she slid her fingers out and lifted her hand. Copious, dripping wetness glistened on her fingers and her own eyes widened at the sight of it.<br/><br/>Still, despite her body's intense urge to sleep, she drug herself to her feet, tumbling slightly in the process, and made her way to blow out the candles and lantern at the bedside. With all the speed she could muster, she was back in bed and cuddled against his warmth and strength. Zoey was still in the midst of squirming more closely when all the exertion of the day caught up and she only just managed to mumble a yawning<span style="color: indigo"> "Good night Master"</span>before she fell into a deep slumber.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>