just forget the world

Hattori woke up in a haze, his mind blurry and his senses muddled. He blinked slowly and let out a long puff of air as his eyes adjusted to the dark and noted the slight throbbing in the back of his head. He hadn't overdone it with sake last night so it felt safe to assume that something else was the cause, and that something was most likely the Empress who was currently draped over his side. To say they hadn't slept much last night was an understatement. And an vast one at that.

As he laid there, chin resting against the furs he dwelled on the thoughts that should have been running through his mind. Frustration, concern and perhaps even a hint of regret. But he felt none of that, despite it all his mind was calm and clear. What was done was done, there was no going back and it wasn't as if he hadn't enjoyed himself. It seemed as though all the idle chatter he'd caught wind of in Iga had some truth to it, that being with a woman in this regard was indeed something special. Not that he'd ever ever dare say as much within Raijin's earshot. He'd never ever let it go, of that Hattori was certain.

Feeling Venom stir, Hattori raised his head from the ground and twisted his neck a little to get a good look at her. She'd been sleeping comfortable and sound, their bodies and scents intermingled as though they were still one.

"Are you well?"