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THERE WERE TWO BODIES sprawled on the bed; dozing off this afternoon due to exhaustion. One was laying on the other's chest, and one was hugging the other. Both had showered, were dressed in new pajamas, and the bed sheets changed. Mew was topless, and Gulf was wearing his white shirt which reached his upper thighs, and a boxer. They were asleep. Exhausted from mating, they were lightly snoring and breathed slowly. They did not mark each other yet as neither was in rut or heat.
The both of them were wrapped in each other's arms, all close and snazzy. It was comfortable and sweet.
Gulf woke up as He felt thirsty, He reached for the water on the bedside table; slightly wincing in pain as He drank the glass cup's content.
He stretched his arms slowly and lied down back on the bed and covered himself again with the duvet to protect himself from shivering from the cold wind.
It was quite cold outside, and the wind somehow was also cold in Mew's bedroom.
He slowly turned to Mew and his cheeks burnt up; remembering what happened earlier. He felt Mew lift him up a bit and huddled him tighter.
"M-Mew?" He stuttered; shyness evident in his voice and in his face. He knew his Alpha was awake.
"Had a good sleep?" He teased. Gulf did not respond as He struggled from Mew's grip.
"Mew~" He whined as He tried not to look at Mew as He did not want to see Mew's topless body which might make his cheeks turn red, brighter. Much to his displeasure, His Royal Highness noticed this.
"Shy?" He continued to fire Gulf up. Gulf was whining for him to stop, but as the sadist He is, He had decided to continue to do so.
Gulf tittered as Mew kissed his neck. They both sat on the bed. Ow, It hurts sitting. Should I.. just lie back down on the bed? He hissed.
Suppasit was alarmed and helped Gulf to settle down on the bed as He stood up and went to get the painkillers in the medicine cabinet.
"Here," He handed It to his Omega. Gulf took the painkillers and gulped them down with the help of a glass of water that Mew so-kindly refilled.
Mew, "I'll prepare some food, you can sit there." He pointed at one cushioned chair, and walked to the large kitchen set; and grabbed the ingredients.
Gulf got up, clumsily. He walked over to the chair, with a visible limp, and sat there to watch Mew. I can not believe I gave myself up because of him.
