Chapter 43: Coming True
Waking up from a night's sleep, it was already the next morning. I yawned and opened my eyes to find Katniss was no longer by my side, but her scent lingered on the pillow. I heard the sound of tableware being arranged in the living room, and I believed Katniss had already prepared breakfast.
After changing into my pajamas, I left the room and saw Nathan sitting at the dining table waiting for me to eat, while Katniss came out of the kitchen with milk. However, I suddenly noticed a hint of panic and awkwardness in their eyes when they saw me coming out of the room. Although I felt a bit strange, I didn't show it. After freshening up, I sat down at the table to have breakfast with Nathan and Katniss. The atmosphere and expressions of the two at the table were a bit unnatural and even strange, deepening my sense of doubt. After eating, I changed into work clothes and left for work. Katniss saw me off at the door, tenderly reminding me.
Walking down the stairs, I carried two garbage bags - one from the living room and the other from Nathan's bedroom. Katniss had cleaned them up this morning. Since the garbage bags were transparent, I inadvertently glanced at the one from Nathan's room and noticed many used tissues inside. The tissues were clumped together, seemingly moist and not dried up. Curious, I stopped in the hallway, carefully opened a few tissues, only to find clumps of semen inside, emitting a strong masculine scent. Judging from the degree of drying, these tissues were definitely from last night. Could it be that Nathan masturbated again last night? But wait, Nathan's hands were injured and he couldn't possibly do it himself. Was it Katniss? That didn't make sense either. I checked the surveillance footage from last night and didn't see Katniss pleasuring Nathan. So what could have led to these tissues wrapped in semen?
Lost in thought, I couldn't figure out what was wrong. Glancing at my watch, I realized I was running late and hurried to the bus stop.
Arriving at the office, I dove into my heavy workload. The busyness of work made me forget everything at home and I immersed myself in work. Due to my dedication, I had always been appreciated by my superiors. In the afternoon, I finally had a bit of free time to rest. It was then that I recalled the strange expressions of Katniss and Nathan in the morning. The panic and awkwardness they displayed were not present yesterday, but only this morning. And I also thought about the strange tissues from this morning. Could something have happened last night or this morning?
At that moment, I suddenly remembered my dream from last night. Could the dream be real? Especially the sound of Katniss's moans from last night echoed in my memory, as if it were a real voice lingering in my ears. Could it not have been a dream, but something that actually happened while I was asleep? Perhaps due to my intoxication, in my half-asleep state, I mistook everything I saw and heard with my eyes and ears as a dream?
Yes, I only checked the surveillance footage from before I fell asleep last night. I never had the chance to see what happened after I fell asleep, or this morning. So something must have happened after I fell asleep last night or this morning.
With this in mind, during a break, I took out an encrypted device and plugged it into my work computer. Since I had my own office, I wasn't worried about others seeing it. I adjusted the surveillance footage to the time when I was sound asleep last night. In the video, I was already asleep, and Katniss was lying next to me.
After a while, Katniss, who was supposed to be asleep next to me, suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at me. The way she looked at me didn't seem like she had just woken up; I thought she had been pretending to sleep all along. She lifted her head, leaned close to my cheek, and sniffed hard, perhaps catching a strong scent of alcohol, causing her to slightly wrinkle her nose. Then she lay back down, but she couldn't seem to fall asleep, tossing and turning. Sometimes she closed her eyes, sometimes she opened them, with a hint of desire in her gaze. Occasionally, she glanced at the bedroom door, with a hint of hesitation.
After a while, Katniss slowly reached into her nightgown and began to touch herself, indicating that she hadn't been intimate with Nathan during this time, and her desire had been building up, almost reaching its peak. Katniss's face grew redder as her self-pleasuring became more intense and faster. However, in the end, Katniss suddenly stopped, took a deep breath. I believed she hadn't reached climax because mere self-touching was no longer enough to satisfy her.
Katniss withdrew her hand from her nightgown, looking troubled, occasionally glancing at me sleeping and then at the door. I think at that moment she must have been making a decision. As I pondered in confusion, Katniss gently nudged me and softly called my name, but I was too drunk last night to feel her nudging or calling me.
Seeing that I was sound asleep and unresponsive, Katniss sighed, then got up, walked past me, put on her slippers, and slowly made her way to the bedroom door.
When Katniss reached the bedroom door and placed her hand on the doorknob, she hesitated. She clenched the doorknob tightly, her whole body trembling slightly. After a while, Katniss turned to look at me sleeping, her eyes filled with affection and struggle. In the video, she bit her lip tightly, gazing at me with a mix of struggle and affection, her slightly trembling body seemingly engaged in a fierce battle with her desires.
After a while, Katniss suddenly turned her head back, the movement swift and resolute, even tossing her hair slightly.
Finally, Katniss unlocked the door, slowly stepped out of our bedroom with her trembling body, and as the bedroom door slowly closed, the sexy curves of Katniss's body disappeared from our bedroom's surveillance video.
I quickly switched the surveillance to the living room. After Katniss left the room, dragging her trembling body towards Nathan's bedroom. Along the way, she kept biting her lower lip, indicating that she had ultimately succumbed to her desires after the recent struggle. During this process, Nathan didn't even glance back at our bedroom door, showing that her only target at that moment was Nathan's bedroom, without hesitation.
Finally, Katniss reached Nathan's bedroom, gently opened the door, and from the crack of the door, I could see Nathan lying on his back on his bed. The light from the window cast a silhouette of Nathan's penis in his underwear, resembling a powerful bomb.
As Nathan's bedroom door closed, my view was once again obscured. Katniss had entered Nathan's bedroom, and with trembling hands, I was about to switch to Nathan's bedroom. But just as I was about to switch, I was startled by a knock on the office door. Hearing a faint knock from outside, I remembered that I was at work, not at home. I could freely watch the surveillance at home, but not at the office.
I quickly closed the surveillance software on the computer, removed the encrypted device, and called out, "Come in." It turned out to be my subordinate coming in to report on today's work progress. However, my mind was already drawn to the scenes I hadn't seen next, eager to know what happened after Katniss entered Nathan's room last night. Could Katniss and Nathan have had intercourse? How else could their strange behavior this morning be explained? When I returned home, Nathan and Katniss were still normal, indicating that a simple encounter wouldn't have caused their expressions. This suggested that Nathan and Katniss must have had a breakthrough last night, but to what extent, I didn't know.
With a muddled mind, I finally made it to the end of the workday. I left the office, feeling somewhat tired, and started walking home, my mind consumed by thoughts of what might have happened between Katniss and Nathan last night, growing increasingly eager to find out the answer.
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