Body Inspection
“Are you hurt?” Zak repeated the same question in a daze as his hands snaked out to caress my arms up and down.
“I’m not hurt,” I replied with certainty.
Zak’s eyes narrowed suspiciously as he pulled me closer to inspect my body. Bringing my arm close to his face, he closely inspected my skin. His caressed the soft skin of my neck down to my collarbone before slipping further down to cup my breasts.
After satisfied that my assets were safe, his hands slowly slid down my ribs onto the plane of my stomach. I let him do as he pleased until he was satisfied enough that I was safe, unharmed and in one piece. For this loop, that was the only way to get him to revert. There were other ways out for other episodes.
Zak hugged my waist tightly as he buried his face in between my breasts. I hugged him back comfortingly. Although I was naked and he had caressed every inch of my body, none of this was sexual.
“Zak?” I called his name after a while of hugging each other.