The next morning

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When you wake up, you feel a pain in between your thights. Your whole body is covered with hickeys and lovebites. You turn around and see Brooklyn sleeping next to you. He is naked, so you can see all the hickeys and the scratches on his back. You stroke him carefully, he looks so cute sleeping with a little smile on his face. Shortly after that, he opens his eyes. "Good morning, my love" he groans with a sleepy voice. Oh god, morning voices are so sexy! "Hey babe." you answer. Brooklyn kisses you. "Last night was so hot." he says, grinning and stroking your cheeks. You giggle and your fingers run through his messy hair. "You're right, Brookie. I could get used to it." "Me too. Oh and sorry for distracting you from studying...I know you wouldn't resist me, babe." You laugh but then you stop. "Oh shit, the math test. How late is it, baby? We have to go to school, fuck." "Don't worry, bae. We've got enough time, it's 7 am." Brooklyn tries to calm you down. "But the test! I'm going to have a bad grade, shit!" "Shh, it's okay. You won't have a bad grade. And I don't care about your grades, your such a great person I love you more than anything. And even if you're going to fail this test, I can explain your parents that it's my fault and that I distracted you with my sexyness." You have to laugh. "Oh Brooky, you always know how to make me feel better. I love you too, thank you for being such a great boyfriend." You kiss him and the kiss become harder, you already feel Brooklyn's hand squeezing your ass but you two have to interrupt your kiss. "Oh now, don't make me horny before school." You say smiling, going to the bathroom. "I have to cover all those hickeys." Brooklyn stands behind you and hugs you tenderly. "Hey, everybody can see that you're my girl and that I'm a sex god, so you don't have to cover then up." he explains. "Oh Baby" you laugh.
Then you two are getting ready for school being very happy.

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