Morning light came slowly through the thin curtains. The bedroom was quiet except for the soft sound of breathing. The four of them were still tangled together on the big bed. Sheets were pushed down to their feet. Skin was marked with the dried trails of cum and the faint yellow stains of pee from the long night.

Arjun woke first. Neha’s head rested on his chest. One of her bare legs was thrown across his hips. Her soft boobs pressed warm against his side. Meera slept on his other side, her hand lying loosely on his stomach. Vikram was behind Meera, arm around her waist, face buried in her hair.