Their fuck was anything but perfunctory. I heard the outer door open and close and seconds later:

“Oh Drew.”

“Oh Jamie.”

“Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me.”

Then some moans and gasps.

Then: “So big.”

More moans and gasps and growls.

Then: “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”

Then: “Harder, harder, yes, like that.”

More moans.

Then: “Oh fuck, I’m gonna—”

Then: “Oh Jamie.”

Then: “Oh Drew.”

Then they came into the bedroom, him waddling, jeans around his ankles, which he awkwardly hopped out of, and her wearing one sock, and he entered the bathroom, and she removed the sock and dove onto the bed and rolled onto her back.