Quackity imagines

31) morning after

you woke up, your head heavy, groaning as you faced your phone.
the bottle of vodka next to your bed, picking up your phone and signed.
the Instagram stories from last night showing up embarrassing you.

you rolled over, seeing Alex asleep next to you, you put your head on his bare chest, putting your hands on his shoulders.
you swung your leg over him, wrapping your legs around his hips.

you looked up at him, kissing his shoulder, smiling against it.
you felt his hand run up your bareback to your neck gently squeezing your neck a little and he ran his fingers through your hair.

"good morning, darling" he mumbled sleepily, kissing the top of your head.
"morning" you groaned, rubbing your eyes.
you sat up slowly, straddling his waist, stretching upwards.

he pats your thigh, smiling. "look at you, your so beautiful" he smiled, sitting up kissing your neck
"shut up..." you giggled, tilting your head back running your hands down his back.
he gripped your waist tightly and smiled, putting his lips against your shoulders.

small hickeys on your shoulders going up your neck, Alex's lips against them, smiling against them.
you grabbed his face, caressing his cheeks as you push your nose against his forehead.
"you looked so beautiful last night, just to tell you again" he mumbled grabbing your hand
"so did you" you smiled pushing your lips against his cheeks.

he rested his hands on your lower back, pulling you back down onto his chest, putting his chin on top of your head.
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