>>5159904>>5159906>>5159939You groan a little, wiggling away from the question and up to your bedside table, thankfully your bottle of painkillers rattles. The Duchess follows you up the bed, her hands reaching into the pockets of your new coat. "So… One of the Delta boys may have had an idea. A really really bad idea, that may have resulted in me getting about two hours of sleep and a piercing headache." Her hand touches your forehead, her fingers are soft and cold. Her long nails catch your skin as she pulls them away. "So what was this idea?" Your thoughts pounded, her words not helping. Kat was enjoying the situation. With a wince you sit up, popping a pill out of the bottle. Hefting the small thing, you estimated your odds of making it to the sink, you knew you wouldn't make it.
You were tempted to ask the other pilot. But you were very skeptical of her bedside manner. "Water?" You ask, your throat a desert. You needed it. The girl grins practically throwing herself off the bed, she gives the room a quick search over and heads into the bathroom. "You don't have a cup… Don't worry. I have my own idea." She takes a Mouthful from the running tap and crosses the room. Cheeks full and bulging as she eyes you expectantly. You squinted at the strange girl, she for one wasn't showing the standard of etiquette you had expected from a noble. You shook your head. "No way…" you mumble. You try to stand, but she pushes you back down. The water gargled as she laughed and almost choked. Impatiently she takes your head in her hand and starts to pry your lips apart. You resist for as long as you can.
But she managed to get it open and squirted a jet of water through her pursed lips and struck you in the back of your mouth like a hose. It was warmer than you had hoped but it was heaven as you swallowed it, then you choked. Pain twisting down your ragged and worn throat, but she didn't stop. Holding you still she produced another shorter jet and finally let you go. You swallow it still, enough to help the pill down. "Now tell me what happened!" She demanded, licking her lips viscously. You wanted more water, but decided to never mention any liquid around the young woman ever again. Laying back down, you give in.
