[Thankfully she wakes without too much disturbance, feeling his breath get taken away just from the sight of her shining, golden eyes opening to gaze upon him from atop his chest. If only his head didn't hurt so much so he could appreciate how lovely she looks, her hair adorning her face like a precious frame around a immaculate picture. But as it stands, he resonates with that groan of hers more than she probably realizes yet, in an equal amount of pain and wanting nothing more for it to go away as soon as possible.]

Haha, yeah, mine too, [he replies, silently swearing off alcohol until the next time he and Yoimiya decide to get drunk together,] but thankfully I've got some homemade remedies in mind that'll help us out. Hope you like the taste of pickled cucumber.

[He shifts his body to make himself a little more comfortable, but it comes with an unfamiliar snag- his dick is still buried deep within her, and just the movement alone coupled with his morning wood reminds him that he never pulled out of her last night, at her request.

Ajax feels his heart skip a beat, and not in a good way. Now that he thinks about it, he didn't use protection once while they were having sex yesterday. The young man goes quiet all of a sudden, and for a moment the pain in his head seems completely secondary- he fucked Yoimiya twice without a condom. Happily. Like that was the intention the whole time.

Oh no.

Ajax's face goes completely pale- he can't knock her up, no way, what the hell was he thinking last night?!]

Hey, uh...Yoimiya, by the way...you're not on birth control, are you?

[He asks so sheepishly, knowing he fucked up real bad...]