dialogue after a moment of bliss.

'a song for the deaf'

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He was breathing heavily and slid next to her on the bed.
-          Did you like it?
-          Why are you asking me that?
-          I just wanna know.

She rolled her eyes indifferently and looked around for her smokes. As she was slowly rolling her cigarette she turned to the boy laying on her right side waiting for her answer in anticipation. She lit it up and inhaled.

-          Well, I thought you’ve already picked up on that. Didn’t you hear me moan? And how about the pounding on the bed frame? Look at your back – see those scratches? Remember how you got them? Let me refresh your memory – it was me, digging into your skin about 15 minutes ago and curling under you. Does this ring any bells? When you are fucking with someone, words aren’t necessary except for the usual faster/yes/harder/don’t-stop. You’ve got your whole life to talk to people. In bed – you must shut the fuck up. Moaning and giving indications for pleasure, heat and passion must be there because that’s the only appropriate way to communicate during sex. You want to know that the other person enjoys himself/herself. To actually see the ecstasy you’re inflicting on someone’s face and body is what sex is really about. So to ask me if I like it means you want to hear what great lover you are or how big your dick is. You want to hear these things for purely egoistic reasons. To boost your self-esteem and feed your ego. Do I annoy you with all this rambling? Yes? Good! See all the talking I do now? And how I wasn’t speaking while I was on top of you? You’ll get the difference, you’re a smart boy, darlin’. Or you were just asking me because you didn’t put enough effort and passion in the sex? In that case, no, I didn’t like it. Thank you for participating. You can go home now.

He was gasping with his mouth open and didn’t know what to say. She put her t-shirt on and sat in front of her laptop with a second cigarette. “Too bad, she thought, I really liked his abs. Oh well... At least I did it with a blonde.”

V.