Irene was the one who initiated it, but she was also the one begging for mercy soon enough.
Pressing herself against Isaac's chest, she said, "Your eyes haven't recovered yet…"
"Yes, but I'm still able-bodied…" he retorted, leaning in and reaching for her lips for a firm kiss.
Since it had been a while when they were together, he really missed her… especially physically.
And with Stan keeping watch outside, no one would dare to disturb them.
Soon, the skies turned dark.
Irene fell asleep, nestled in Isaac's arms.
She groggily heard Isaac's voice—Stan just came in, bringing food.
Opening her eyes, she asked, "Are you hungry?"
"I should be asking that question," Isaac smiled. "What time do you think it is?"
Irene glanced at the time to find that it was already night—she arrived in the afternoon.
And there went an entire day.
Getting out of bed and straightening her clothes, she told him, "Let's get you cleaned up."
Isaac would need help with showers since he could not see, and he murmured softly. "Okay."
Irene smiled. "You mind not being able to see, don't you?"
Isaac did before, but he was a little less upset about being blind around Irene after getting it on with her.
With that, she helped him out of bed and to the bathroom.
They must have been getting antsy after abstaining for a while and went at it again in the bath, which was why it took another two hours for them to finish up.
Stan returned with dinner, and Irene started to feed Isaac.
"I can do it myself…" he said.
Irene refused and insisted on feeding him. "I'll help you."
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