CONSUME

[17] sleepover

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My eyes fluttered open, the sunlight from the window shining through the sheer white curtains and hitting my face. I looked around trying to remember my surroundings, looking down to see Axel nuzzled into my chest, and his hand was lazily thrown over my naked waist.

I shifted a bit trying to get up without waking him. I was unsuccessful though, when the second I moved his arm tightened around my body.

"Hmmgh," He groaned, still keeping his eyes closed.

"I have to go to the bathroom," I whispered, running my hands through his hair and attempting to get up once again.

His eyes finally opened to look up at me and his gaze locked onto mine. He looked drowsy and tired and I was beginning to learn that Axel is not a morning person. It took him a while to fully wake up.

He looked from my face and down to my chest, realizing I was naked. His face turned red in seconds and he looked away from me immediately.

He only released me from his grip and adjusted himself comfortably back in bed, not looking at me. I feel like he was still shy somehow to see me naked even though we'd both seen every part of each other last night. Nevertheless, I ignored it because honestly his timid demeanor was starting to be something about him that I liked. Because he acts really cocky, but sometimes that is just an act to cover up his true personality.

I slid away from under the bed sheets and stood up, looking for clothing to cover myself with. I picked up my hoodie off the floor from last night.

"Can I borrow some pants?" I asked, not wanting to put on the same cum-covered shorts from last night. I threw the hoodie over my body and it fell past my legs almost like a dress.

Axel's back was turned to me and I was worried he'd dozed off again already when he didn't reply.

"Axel?" I tried to get his attention, approaching the bed again and rolling back into the blankets with him. I reached my hand up to his bare shoulder and lightly shook him awake.

"Hmm?" He mumbled through his drowse.

"Pants?" I repeated lowly, and he opened his eyes, looking up at me. He turned over onto his back as I rested next to him, propped up on my elbow.

"Pants," He looked as if he hadn't really processed what I'd said, until he looked down at my legs and bare feet. His hand grabbed onto my waist and he pulled me towards him, cuddling me again, "You look better without them."

I rolled my eyes and pulled away from him again, "Seriously, Axel. I have to go, and I can't walk home with my ass hanging out."

"Oh," He said, moving his hand to my lower back and then my ass, lifting up the hoodie and grazing the skin of my backside with his smooth fingertips, "Yeah, I guess we can't have that," His voice was raspy and tired, and I hated that I wanted to pounce on him right now.

His hand kept lightly trailing in circles on my bare ass, and the soft and slightly ticklish feeling sent tingles down my legs.

"Exactly," I grabbed his hand and pulled it away from me.

I stood up again, waiting for him to tell me where to grab pants from so I could borrow a pair.

He groaned when I left the bed and rolled onto his stomach, looking at me with his face on the pillow, "You're so boring," He mumbled tiredly.

I rolled my eyes, "Really?"

He only pointed at his dresser drawers then dropped his hand down, snuggling back into the bed and closing his eyes.