The Thirst Trap (Mariah May x OC)

sixteen

Andrew couldn't help his groan as the sun found it was through the curtains and into his eyes. He tried to adjust before he felt another body keeping him in place. He eyes just about shot open before a long sigh was released when he realized it was just Mariah.

"Go back to sleep." She said tiredly as her face buried into his shirt.

"Only if-." Her hand came up covering his mouth. She was only a morning person when she wanted to be up. Any other time she could sleep the morning away. His lips pressed to her palm before he moved her hand back to resting along his stomach. "Sleep Chère. I'll be here." He said softly before she curled even more into him. As her arms wound around him he couldn't help the fact that his eyes closed again. For the first time in a long time he fell back to sleep his cheek resting along the top of her head as he did.

"Babes...." Mariah's lips pressed to Andrew's cheek. A quiet hum came from him. "You've got to let me up." His head shook. "Fine you get five minutes because you're bloody cute." He didn't even hesitate. He turned before he buried into her. Her arms wound around his shoulders as her back pressed into the mattress. "You sure you're alright like this Babes?"

"Je suis parfait Chère." Sleep was running through his words as he spoke. She knew he was sleeping off the alcohol and for once she didn't mind. As he relaxed into her she couldn't help but do the same. "God I drank too much." He said as his face buried into her shoulder.

"They wouldn't bloody stop with you." She said softly as she played with the ends of his hair. "It's no wonder why you buy your own drinks." He nodded at her words.

"Made the mistake once of letting them and I don't remember past that conversation until I woke up partially in Kris' bed." She looked at him for a moment. "I was literally bent over half in her bed, half on the floor." She couldn't help but laugh causing him to groan.

"Sorry Babes." Her quiet words got a nod from him. "Breakfast or cuddle?"

"Cuddle then breakfast?" Her lips pressed to his cheek gently.

"Sounds like a plan Babes." A sigh came from him as her fingers slipped to his shoulders lightly massaging. He just about melted into her.

"Ah, putain, c'est tellement bon." The words were quiet before he caught himself. "Fuck.... That feels good Chère."

"Does it?" He nodded. "You know how nervous I was to do that...."

"I'm not paper." He quietly reminded her. Her fingertips ran carefully along his neck.

"I know.... I just...." His lips pressed to her cheek for a long moment.

"It's hard to think like I'm not. I get it Chère. Trust me." A quiet sigh came from her.

"I don't want to treat you like it. I just can't bloody help it." She was playing with the ends of her hair. "I just.... I don't want to see you hurt again." Another kiss was placed to her cheek.

"I mean we all get hurt Chère. But I understand where you're coming from. You don't want to see me like that again." She nodded. "Neither do I...." He admitted.

"It was one thing seeing you after the surgery but seeing you before.... I...." Her words caught in her throat. "It fucking killed me seeing you like that." His arm gently wrapped around her.

"You care about me that much eh?" He could see her turn slightly red before his lips met her cheek. "Je m'en fais aussi pour toi." She didn't even need him to explain. Instead her head turned and her lips found their way to his. Her fingers slipped into his hair as she deepened the kiss. There was a new meaning to this kiss. A newfound passion as their lips slowly moved together.

"Tu seras la mort de moi." She said quietly when she pulled away, her lips gently pressing to his cheek as she did. A quiet groan escaped his lips.

"Vous n'avez aucune idée, Chère." Her eyes met his causing him to lightly chuckle. "You have no idea." Her lips pressed to his before they were separated by knocking at the door. "I'm betting Toni."

"My moneys on Harley." She said as her lips pressed to his cheek. Carefully she slipped out from beneath him. As she went to the door she could see him slowly get out of the bed his hand rubbing his neck as he did. "And I was right. You owe me breakfast." Mariah said as the door was opened revealing Harley. A chuckle left Andrew's lips as the two women exchanged a glance. Harley couldn't help her smirk.

"You two have a fun night?" Mariah's eyes rolled before he was the one to answer.

"If you call drinking an entire bottle of rum fun then yes. But the headache I have would say otherwise." Both women couldn't help their laughs.

"You bought him a drink didn't you?" A groan and a nod came from him. "Oh Turtle you're screwed."

"Yeah I know." He said with a laugh. "You wanna come with us to get some breakfast?" Mariah leaned back into him as he questioned Harley.

"I would love to. Was actually going to ask you both if you wanted to." Mariah couldn't help her smile at her best friends response. "What are you do giddy about?"

"You both realize how easy it is since you already get along." Andrew couldn't help but lightly chuckle.

"You're lucky she gives me no choice but to get along with her loud ass." Mariah stopped Harley from shoving him. "I'm not paper...." He tried to remind her before getting a look.

"I saw you when you got up." Mariah shot back.

"Oooh.... You're in trouble." Harley said playfully earning the slight glare she got from him.

"He's not. He's just too much of an idiot to admit that he's sore." A breath escaped his lips.

"I'm not sore. I was stretching." Mariah looked up at him not believing a word. "Alright fine. It's sore but it's normal. Nothing I can't deal with." Both women's arms crossed as they looked at him. "Ask 'Raya. It's normal." Mariah couldn't help but notice the slight annoyed tone he had.

"So breakfast...? Where are we going?" Harley deflected.

"Where were you thinking? Because you always know the good spots." Mariah replied.

"There's a place down the road. Think a few others may be there but it's great food." Andrew's hand gently squeezed Mariah's side as she replied to Harley.

"That sounds perfect."