The Karyn Jon had married was back. Jon had been pretty concerned. That could have gone so wrong.
"Whoa.", Karyn said, shaking her head a bit as she straddled him. "That was so weird. I was trapped in character and didn't really want to give it up."
A noticeable pause later, she admitted, "I think you've just met my dark-side, Jon."
"It's ok, -- you're back now.", Jon comforted, reaching up to touch her face.
"I'm sorry, Jon.", she apologized. "I guess that was a pretty dangerous experiment. I was seeing how far I could go. I almost didn't get to come back."
There was another knock at the door. "Come on you two. Get presentable, and get to work."
That kind of put a damper on the moment. They disengaged. Jon staggered a bit, but was recovering a lot faster than he would have expected several minutes ago. He'd sleep well tonight though.
They grabbed their clothes, checked to see the coast was clear, and made for the bathroom to get cleaned up and dressed. Karyn insisted Jon drain her remaining swollen breast. That felt good, but unfortunately, she reflected, Jon didn't have the stamina, and they didn't have the time to do any follow-up.
That night, Jon had nightmares.
Karyn was there beside him on the cramped bed to comfort him though.
