Red Wine - White Linen | D.M

26

I open my eyes to an unexpected profound amount of darkness. I take a second to contemplate my surroundings before remembering I was still in my room, in bed and unfortunately still on this earth.

I roll over and shut my eyes before they got too used to the dark, unsurprisingly I'd quite prefer to be awake for the shortest amount as possibly needed.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

I reopen an eye realising that there was in fact a reason for my waking. The two first thoughts that sprung to my head belonged to murder or how someone's filthy pet was is loose in my room.

I lift my head and explore the room from the distance.

Thankfully it turned out to be neither and I was relieved, I'd prefer to be in control of my own death if possible.

I let my head -which was already exasperatingly heavy- drop back onto the pillow.

"Might I ask what are you doing?"

The source of my waking responds.

"Walking. What are you doing?"

Now more awake and fully adjusted to the dark I could see him and his blonde hair fully.
"I don't remember you staying in here."

He scoffed. "Because I didn't. Couldn't sleep."

I was too tired to question his sudden visit or his absurd attitude. It wasn't worth the effort, an explanation out of him was impossible at the best of times, might as well slice with a blunt blade.

I pat the bed and roll my eyes. "Well if you're going to honour me with your presence make yourself useful and come here."

He pauses, and although I can't see him properly I don't doubt he's eyeing me wearily.

After an abundance of grumbling later he shuffles and eventually makes his way over to the bed, he clears his throat and mumbles.

"Suppose I'll stay now I'm here."

-

This time my waking occurred slightly differently than the previous, for a start it was on my own terms.
But no that wasn't it.

I involuntarily tensed my thighs and that's when I remembered the rather frustratingly vivid dream I was just having.
Yes that vividly arousing one.

I felt myself clench along with the pleasing fluttery feeling in my lower abdomen.

I was slightly tangled in his arms, my face was against his chest while his rested on the pillow above mine. I looked up to see his eyes shut and paused briefly to feel his subdued breathing.
He's definitely far more peaceful when asleep.

It was abnormally chilly and my brain was urging me to get closer for warmth. I used my leg to hook over his for leverage and pulled myself in.

Our body's join together and our hips connect slightly, in reaction he stirs and clasps his grip tighter round me. I shuffled to adjust my position and smirk slightly when my arousal returns as we make contact.
I decided to test the waters.

Almost inconspicuously I push my hips into his, the slight friction of his clothing making it pleasurable for me. I hold back a giggle and debate doing it again but was interrupted by his low mumbled voice vibrating through his torso straight into mine.