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The next morning, Guinevere found herself unable to stand and absolutely sore. Her insides were swollen, she was sure of it. Even moving a little bit hurts. She wanted to curse Gusion but at the same time, this kind of sore came from the godly fucking he did to her last night. He was the best she have ever tasted.

Gusion was snuggled to her body. His legs were wrapped around hers and his hands are possessively wrapped around her chest and back neck.

"Good morning, baby." He whispered to her ear as he felt her shift on her bed. "How are ya?"

"Sore." Guinevere lost her voice. She cleared her throat to speak again. "Sore." Nothing came out.

Gusion slowly lifted his head from snuggling her shoulders and opened one of his eyes sleepily.

"Are you upset, baby?"

Guinevere immediately shakes her head in denial. She tried to speak again but her voice didn't cooperate with her.

"Oh." Gusion's lips quirked to a cocky smirk. "Lost your voice, baby?"

Guinevere can only glare at him in annoyance. Gusion laughs at her and combed her auburn locks.

"I'll be getting up now. Is there ingredients in your refrigerator?"

Guinevere nods at him as he disentangled himself to her warm body. He sat up and stretched the kinks in his shoulder and muscles from his vigorous movement last night.

He got up, picked up his boxer as he leaned down to plant a kiss to the side of her lips.

"I'll be right back, baby." Guinevere nods at him as a reply.

Why does it seem like they're really boyfriend and girlfriend? Guinevere is shock that Gusion didn't leave during dawn. Most of her lays before left before she wakes up and yet he stayed and is even cooking breakfast for her now. It feels domestic and they were supposed to be just fake dating and not this... Whatever this is.

He came back after a few minutes with a glass of water. He gave it to her as Guinevere gulped it down in one go. Her throat was hoarse and raw from screaming and moaning all night after all.

He returned to the kitchen and after some time again, her room is now covered in a delicious aroma of food instead of the smell of sex around the air.

Gusion put a small table in the bed and put his cooked foods infront of her. It was a simple english breakfast composing of eggs, bacon, hotdog and pancake. A glass of milk is beside it.

"Let's eat, baby." They shared the meal together as Guinevere hums in approval at the taste.

Gusion was the only one speaking for them considering she lost her voice. She hopes it will return hours from now. When they finished breakfast, Gusion told her he'll wash their plates. It was ridiculously responsible for him considering he looks like a bad boy who knows nothing about chores. Oh well, don't judge the book by its cover really applies then.

Guinevere fell asleep waiting for him.

When she woke up for the second time, she expected Gusion to be out of her home. To her surprise he is cuddling her again. Her back was on his as he hugged her from behind. He is awake though considering that his phone is on Guinevere's front. His face is perched on top of her head as he scrolled through his instagram.

He must not have realized she was awake. He exited his phone's app and it showed his wallpaper. Guinevere have to held in her breath as she saw it was her crouched down softly laughing during those times she was on his recording company to meet up with their publicist.