After everything you had learned over the past two days your mind was almost expecting to be torn from sleep as soon as a new day arrived.

But even after your eyes opened on their own and the feeling of rest set in no enforcer came by. If it wasn't a fight day they would come two times, once for lunch and then for dinner.

You were used to hungry mornings. Usually water would do till it was time to eat.

However, what you weren't used to was the feeling of someone pressing against you. The body felt soft against yours. Its warmth made you forget about the moist cell.

"Vi...", with a yawn, you tried to turn but stopped.

She was still asleep. As you moved she crunched her nose in response, rubbing her face into the soft fabric of your shirt to chase away the light.

Even though there wasn't much of it.

Just like the day before she had her arms wrapped around your torso and tried to keep you as close as possible. Her little breaths caressed the sensitive skin on your neck.

With each breath she took you could feel a wave of goosebumps chase up your arms and down your breasts, making your nipples harden a little.

"Goddammit.", swallowing hard you squeezed your eyes shut and instead tried to drift back to sleep as well.

Her calmness was almost infecting, making you yawn and feel safe enough to dive back into a sound, dreamless state of mind.

If it were for your body you'd be able to get a few more hours in. And if you were as lucky as you hoped to be you wouldn't have to worry about getting thrown into the arena again.

At least not for that day.

Unable to find peace after a few minutes you couldn't help but open your eyes to examine Vi. Her sleepy little face was buried at your side, the edge of her chin slightly pressing into your collarbone.

Her lips were parted a little. Sometimes a few sounds escaped. Long, dark lashes flickered while her fingers were tightly entangled in your clothes.

Strands of messy red tickled your nose as you tilted your head to breathe a kiss to the top of her head. You weren't quite sure why you did it but in this moment it simply felt right.

Or perhaps it was because you felt guilt, considering that your body was almost in fire due to her being so close to you.

When had been the last time you had felt another person against your body?

At the thought your cheeks started to burn with embarrassment. It wasn't that you were some horny teen, who had just discovered what sexual activity was.

But you were still a person with needs and desires. Sometimes those desires were satisfied with a simple hug or a peck on the cheek. Other times the thoughts that grew in the back of your head demanded far, far more than just something sweetly innocent.

In that moment you weren't quite sure what of the two it was. On one hand you felt at ease in her presence, liked it even. She was someone you could see yourself trust.

On the other hand Vi was quite the attractive woman and you would have been lying to yourself if you denied that. Not only was she fit and physically attractive, she also had a charm that could have fooled the devil himself.

It was hard to resist her and even though you had felt a lot of annoyance in the beginning you could now see how she had managed to survive in prison.

If there was a way she just charmed the people to not hurt her and if that wasn't an option she would just dominate them with raw violence.

She was quite the fighter. Considering that Vander used to be her father and probably also her mentor that was an even more impressive fact.

A woman who could throw a punch and a compliment: three out of your favourite four things.

But you wouldn't tell her that. It probably would do no good to her ego. Although that wasn't all too small either. Not that this was an issue. You were a proud woman yourself. You just didn't voice it as prominently as Vi did.

All of a sudden a low muffled sound made you freeze mid thought. Tired, Vi crunched her nose and sucked in a sharp breath.

You could feel it on your skin, cold and for a brief moment it made your entire body shiver. A soft breath squeezed out from between your lips.

"Sweet cheeks..?", Vi's voice was rough with sleep, a little unhinged even while her brain still needed to fully wake up from the deep slumber.

"I'm awake.", you couldn't help but force yourself to speak less enthusiastically.

She wasn't supposed to know that you were glad she woke up. That was also a first. Most times when you've had been assigned a cell mate you would try and make them tragically pass within the first two nights.

But with Vi you were glad that she woke up. It made you feel less lonely. And somehow you were secretly looking forward to talking to her again.

Or just enjoy her company in silence. You've always been more of a listener than a talker. However, she did not seem to have a problem taking that part.

"How late..?", she muttered under another yawn.

"How am I supposed to know?", gently, you pushed her to leave you some room so that you managed to turn to have her.

Now you were so close that the tip of her nose almost brushed against yours. With every breath you took in a whiff of her scent.

Salty like sweat but also calm like lavender. With a hint of old, gilded leather.

Again, she yawned. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep and she struggled to make the last step to fully wake up. Tired, she rubbed her face into the soft pillows.

"I could use a shower...", she muttered and something to bite.