She laid beside him, with her right leg on top of his. Bare, with dried sweat and cum over her body.
"Is this open eyed dreaming?" She said finally. "I cant hear the screaming anymore. Can this really be a beautiful dream?"
She couldn't see him but she could feel that in his voice that he was smiling. Talking while smiling always changed his voice a little and she always noticed that. One of the many reasons she was head over heels in love with him: His voice. He leaned over his head a little and kissed her forehead and moved his body to the right, held her tighter and said "this is as real as it can be, meri jaan, you were right, life is really paying us back."
He looked into her eyes and could see that they were slowly filling up with tears. She looked into his. And that was it: infinity. Like averil was told once. Exquisite end of universe. Everything that it had made zero sense there then. It was just him, her and the scent of mad love in air. And both of them knew, that it was more than enough and more than they could ever dream of for them.
