Pick Your Poison

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Freen POV

I wake up to the familiar rhythm of Becky's heartbeat, with the steady rise and fall of her chest. I tilt my head up and see her arm sprawled above her head, the other wrapped around my back. My eyes settle on her perfect face, free from any makeup, I can't help but admire her natural beauty. Her lips are slightly parted, if I strain my ears I can hear her gentle snoring, even her snores are so delicate. She's my angel.

After a few minutes of admiring her, I stoke her hair, "Baby, it's morning" I whisper, pressing a kiss against her soft cheek. She just grunts in response, holding me tighter, "Becbec we need to get up" I say a little louder, "A few more minutes" she grumbles, her eyes still shut. "Please baby, I want to see your pretty eyes" I say, kissing her lips this time, she instantly opens her eyes with a shy smile. We stare into each others eyes for a few seconds before I lean down and kiss her again, "Thank you" I whisper. I study her face again, but this time her cheeks turn red and she looks away, "Heyyyy I want to see my girlfriend's pretty face" I say, pouting. "But you were staring" she replies, still looking away, "Well I was staring a minute ago but you didn't mind because you were snoring" I say with a smirk.

"Babeeeee I don't snore" she says, finally looking at me again, "Oh you definitely do. It's very cute though". At this she looks away from me again with a huff, I reach around to hold her face and try to turn it down she's looking at me, "Nope I'm never looking at you again" she says, stubbornly. I manoeuvre myself so my knees are either side of her body, my hands still on her face, "You will, I'll make you" I say laughing as I try and turn her head. "Well now you're not playing fair" she says, smirking before flipping us over so she is on top of me and pinning my hands on the pillow. I can't help but moan from the movement, feeling her bare body against my own. Her pupils dilate as she leans down, crashing our lips together, both of us moaning as our tongues intertwine. I roll my hips up, seeking stimulation as I feel arousal cloud my mind. Becky presses her hips down to match my movement, biting my lip before soothing it with her tongue, pulling a long, draw out moan from my chest.

"Babe we can't" she says breathlessly, as she climbs off me, "But I'm horny now" I say with a pout, I feel like a hormonal, teenager with blue balls. "I know, me too but we can't right now" she says with a sigh as she settles next to me, "You're right" I say, trying to calm myself down. "Let's get up and see your mum. We can finish this when we get home" she says with a wink. My heart flutters. Home.

We quickly get dressed into my clothes and head downstairs where mum is making pancakes for breakfast. "Morning girls, how are you?" She asks, "We're very well, thank you. How are you?" Becky responds, "I'm good thank you, dear. I'm making pancakes for breakfast, I hope that's okay. Oh I also got some milk tea" she says smiling. Becky's eyes light up, "Thank you so much! Pancakes are perfect, you are far too generous" she says, grinning from ear to ear. Then she pulls her phone out of her pocket, "Oh, mum is calling me. Excuse me for a moment" she says before walking into the living room.

"Did you find the bath robes okay?" Mum asks, my heart drops, "What?" I say, trying to sound calm. "Well you had a shower, so did you find the bath robes?" She asks again, I can see her trying not to smirk, "Yes I did, did you hear the shower running?" I ask hesitantly. "Well you could say that" she says, my eyes go wide, my heart racing, "Don't worry, I went to sleep before I heard anything else that I didn't want to hear" she says with a wink. "Mum I'm so sorry, I thought th... I didn't mea..." I blurt out before she cuts me off, "Freen, calm down. I remember what it's like to be young and in love, I don't mind. As long as it stays in the shower though I don't want to be cleaning anything up. Nice hickey by the way" she says, now unable to suppress her laugh. I can feel my face is red, I don't know whether to laugh or cry, I don't want mum to know about my sex life, even if she's okay with it.