Another first day

Ch.15.Krauser's.Return.

I wake to his alarm, as usual, reaching over and slamming my hand down on the machine, stopping the shrill beep blindly, Leon's arms too tight around me for me to pull my face from his chest.

"Hey, wake up!" I shake him, and his eyes peel open, a slow smile spreading over his face when his eyes meet mine, a happy sigh blown in my face. "Let go, we need to get dressed." He doesn't, pulling me in closer, placing a loud kiss to the top of my hair.

"Stay... f'r a minute." He's falling back asleep, and I push against his chest, forcing him away from me, smiling at his annoyed groan.

"Wake up, Leon." He shoves his face into the pillow, and I slip out of his arms, ignoring his sad noise at the loss of contact. "Get up and get dressed, okay?" I lean over him, and he turns his head to look at me, hair messy all over his forehead, a happy smile on his face as he reaches up for me, his hand pressing to the side of my face.

"Gimme a kiss first." He tries pulling me in, but I escape his hold, wagging a finger at him from beside the bed.

"I'll give you a kiss once you're ready to go, yeah?" He frowns, but starts to get up, so I make my way to the door, stopped by a light grip on my hand, turning to watch him place a sweet kiss to the back of my hand, smiling against my skin, pretty eyes staring into my face. He releases me, and I can't resist turning back to lay a quick kiss to his cheek before leaving, smiling all the way back to my room.

He's coming in before I'm even done getting dressed, and I pause to give him a look, pants halfway up my legs. He looks happier than I've probably ever seen him, heading straight to me, gripping the sides of my pants and pulling them over my hips, leaning down to place a sweet kiss to my lips, his hands fumbling to button and zip my pants as he peppers kisses over my cheeks, the tip of my nose, finishing with a wet kiss to my forehead, drawing a giggle out of me when he reaches up to wipe his spit from my skin.

"Okay, let me finish." I press him to the side with my elbow, and he sighs, sitting down on my bed, watching me pull my shirt over my head, looking into my face when I sit down beside him to put my shoes on. "Y'know, you can't be like this in front of anyone else, or we're gonna be in deep shit." I really hope he can keep his cool, not that everyone didn't think we were together before this, but giving any evidence we're doing anything unsavory still isn't a good idea.

"I know. That's why I'm getting my fill of you now." He presses a quick kiss to the side of my hair, his hand coming down on the opposite side of me as he kisses his way down the side of my face, humming happily. I smile, hurrying to tie my shoes so we can get going.

"Well make sure you get enough, I'm not looking to piss off psycho today." He nods into my neck, pressing kisses there, letting his head rest on my shoulder, his hand trailing along the leg of my pants.

"I could never get enough of you, but I can pretend." He mouths at a spot at the base of my neck, right outside my jugular, breath fanning my skin. I pry him away from me, giving him a serious look.

"Stop that, you're gonna give me a damn hickey." He looks sheepish, eyes flitting to the spot on my neck, wet with spit, then back to my face.

"Might be too late for that warning." I pull on his hair before standing, hurrying over to my mirror, looking at the light red mark, small, but still noticeable. I turn back to him, incredulous.

"Why would you do that?! You know-"

"It was from last night! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- I was just- I'm sorry!" He's frantic, hurrying over to me, hands reaching out and pausing, his expression fearful, apologetic.

"It's... It's fine, Leon. Just... No more." I can't deny it's hot, having evidence of him on my skin, a reminder of last night, but I can't go outside with a hickey, it's childish, and will definitely get us in trouble.