Morning after

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You wake up to fingers running through your hair as the sun shines on your eyes.

You have scratches on your back and hips, you have bite marks on your thighs and your neck.

Last night got a bit out of hand, Miguel totally teared your bed.

You stay quiet for a bit enjoying his company as you draw hearts on his chest.

"You're awake?" He says in a deep raspy voice "mhm" he kisses the top of your head and rests his hand on your waist.

"What time do you have to go to work?"

"9:30" he checks his watch. "Looks like I got you for 3 1/2 hours." He kissed your head again.

"How are you? Do the scratches hurt?"

"They sting a little but nothing I can't handle." He nods and runs his fingers over the scratches.

"They healed pretty quickly." You guys stay in silence for a bit longer, just laying in each other's arms, in your torn up bed.

He picks you up and rests your body on top of his, he runs his fingers through your hair and has the other hand on your back.

You lie there and look out the window. "Miguel?" You sit up and starts kissing his face.

"Hmm?"

"Next time, I'm going to cuff you to the bed."

"So, there will be a next time?"

"Yes."

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