Midnight x F.P.

𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎

Anastasia POV

Saturday Morning.

I woke up with Florence still cuddled up to my side. I tried to stretch as best as I could without waking her.

But she groaned, pulling me back to lay down with her.

"Princess, we need to wake up. There's a lot to do today", I whisper and she groans. "I don't wanna. Bed and you are comfy and warm", she says and I laugh.

"Princess", I whisper and she sighs.

"Okay. I'm up, I'm up", she groans as she sits up beside me. I slowly stretch in my spot making her laugh. "Are you done stretching yet?", she asks and I look at her with a raised brow.

"Yeah, my back just felt weird", I say and she smiles as she straddles my waist. "Your old", she teases and I shake my head. "That was very rude", I tease back and she laughs a little.

"Good morning baby", she whispers and I smile.

"Good morning princess", I whisper back and she smiles. She leans down and kisses me softly.

I feel her slightly grind her hips on me, so I gently place my hands on her thighs. I watch as she slightly blushes at the feeling.

"Uh baby", she says in a soft whisper and I smile at her. "Yes princess? What's on your mind?", I ask her and she bites her lip.

"Uh uhm", she says quietly and I look at her before saying, "I can't understand uh uhm". "I'm very turned on right now", I hear her mutter. "Oh is that so?", I ask tilting her chin to look at me.

She softly nods before I gently flip her so she's laying on her back. "I didn't think you heard me", she says and I smile. "Princess, I'm always listening to you", I whisper and her face goes bright red.

She pulls me down to kiss me. I cup my hands on her cheeks as I kiss her much more passionately. She softly tugs at the hem of my tee. I move a little so she can pull it off and she smiles. She sits up slightly and I pull hers off..

A little while later, and a lot of you knowing later. We got up from bed, both of us showering separately.

She pulled out clothes for us to wear and handed me my outfit. "Did you?", I ask and she smiles.

"Matchy matchy", she jokes as she does a little dance and I shake my head at her little dorky antics. "You are such a dork", I tell her and she smiles.

"I know, but I am your dork. You are stuck with me now, sucker", she teases sticking out her tongue.

"I wouldn't trade your dorkiness for anything", I tell her and she smiles.

"Wait baby? Is there anything that we should bring with us?", she asks and I think to myself as I get dressed.

"I don't think so", I say back. Now questioning on if there was anything we were supposed to bring with us while brushing my teeth.

"Why do you ask, baby?", I ask as I walk out of the bathroom and hear her giggle.

"Because I wanted to go into town and that would be a good excuse to go", she says getting off of her bed and I smile.

"Okay, well we can go into town regardless. We'll go for our typical brunch breakfast and maybe stop by the market to grab some flowers for my aunt?", I ask and she nods.

We both walk down the stairs together and see Clinton walking over towards us from the kitchen.

"Morning dad", she says and he smiles. "Morning girls", he says and then laughs.