Crazy In Love | Buggy

t w e n t y - e i g h t

- warning this chapter contains smut -

Despite having slept all throughout the previous day, I still slept like a brick the entire night. I had been beyond exhausted. When I awoke in the morning, I saw the sunlight beaming in the window.

Throughout the night, it seemed me and Buggy had shifted position. I no longer lay on top of him, instead we were spooning, with him being the big spoon.

I felt his big strong arms wrapped tightly around me still, clinging onto my tightly. The hairs on the back on my neck stood on their ends as his hot breath beat down on my neck.

If I could have, I would have frozen this moment and stayed in it forever. It was so peaceful, so perfect. I stroked my fingers gently against his arms.

"Bet...Betty," He mumbled out against me, his face nuzzling against my neck. That sensation made the hairs standing on my necks even worse. "Betty..."

A smile spread across my face at that. He had been teasing me about saying his name in my sleep, now there was him saying mine in his.

I wondered, for a moment, what he was dreaming it. I stopped wondering when I felt something hard pressed against me. I immediately recognised what it was.

"Oh my... God," I whispered, laughing as quietly as I could do myself.

Guess I know what he's dreaming about, I thought.

"Hm... Good morning," Buggy suddenly mumbled against my neck.

I could still feel his hard member pressed against me. Now I was glowing a bright red, wondering when he'd notice it too. It would be awkward as hell when he did.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Really well. You're like a radiator during the night. It's nice."

"I'm glad I could keep you warm." I thought about whether or not to mention the elephant in the room. "Guess what?"

"Hm, what?"

"You were talking in your sleep this morning. Mumbling my name over and over again."

"You're a bad liar," He whispered against me. "You've just stolen what I said to you last night."

I couldn't help myself now. "It's the truth. Whatever I was doing in your sleep, it seemed to get you excited."

"What do you... oh fuck! Shit, I'm sorry, Betty. Sometimes that just sort of happens to men in the morning."

I was laughing to myself now. "I know, Bugs. I've shared a bed with a man before."

Buggy's grip on me tightened. "I don't want to hear about you in bed with other men," He told me, clearly trying to be playful but he sounded genuinely annoyed.

"Are you jealous, captain Buggy?"

"No... Well, okay, maybe a little. Wouldn't you be jealous if I talked about all the other women I've had in my bed?"

Immediately I felt jealously course through me. He was right, that wasn't a nice thought.

"You're right. No more talking about exes."