Doctoral Games (Dr.Strange x Reader)

Part 8

Warning: Smut, again XD
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You woke up from the sound of your alarm. Turning off the alarm and rubbing your eyes, you felt something around your waist. Looking down you saw Stephens arm wrapped tightly around you. You were glad he didn't wake up from the alarm, so you could observe him sleeping.

Is it creepy? No way. He would do the same.

Even then he looked incredibly hot with his messy hair and GOD this ONE strand of hair on his forehead. His bare chest touching your back, making you feel when he exhaled and inhaled. He looked so peaceful. You didn't want to wake him up but you both had work to do. So you turned around facing him completely and kissed his cheek. When he didn't seem to wake up, you kissed his cheek and his forehead.

"Come on Stephen. Time to wake up."
You felt his grip tighten on you, and he buried his head in your bare chest. Your face turned from your normal skin color to the shade of lipstick you owned. And this lipstick wasn't light colored.

Stephen moaned before saying: "But it's so comfortable here. 5 minutes."

You looked at you phone seeing that five minutes would be more than ok.

"Five minutes. But then we have to get up."

Stephen moved his head around, trying to find the best position. Of course, it would be on your one breast.

"Better than any pillow." he says, still having a sleepy voice.

You smiled and played with his hair.

He is so adorable.

This is when you saw a totally different side of Stephen. A vulnerable side. A side that wasn't trying to always be the best. He also looked like he could finally rest. Not having to look around his shoulder for any competition, or person who would want his place. For a moment you could even see a hint of sadness, but not because of you. No. You didn't notice it before because he hid it pretty well, but it would always accompany him. You asked yourself what could be his constant burden?

You looked at your phone seeing that those 5 minutes were over.

"Stephen. Now we have to get up." you try to unleash yourself from him, but his grip wasn't going to give up that easily.

"Come on Stephen." you kiss his lips once. Twice. The third time he kisses you back, but then you immediately stop.

"If you want more, you'll have to get up."

Stephen groans in annoyance. There he was. The old Stephen. You smile at him as he loosens his grip, and you can get out of bed. He stayed in bed for a while, laying on his back and rubbing his eyes. You went to the bathroom and took a quick shower and got dressed. Brushing your teeth you glanced at the door frame seeing Stephen finally up. But still only in his boxer briefs.

"Is it always this hard for you to get up?"

"No. It's actually always pretty easy but you."

"What about me?"

"Who would want to get up after a pretty fun but exhausting night..." he walks towards you making you have to look up at him. "Who would want to get up when
you have a beautiful naked woman beside you..."

You look intensively in each other's eyes, approaching each other slowly. His lips are only one millimeter away from yours but you put your hand on his chest, pushing him away.

"You won't get me this easily. Get ready now." you smirk.

He rolled his eyes and was disappointed that you saw through him. That you knew what he was trying to do. But soon after he smiled and made himself ready.