The Other Side of Silence

Sex Talk

A sense of Euphoria flooded through my body. It felt nice for some reason but yet I couldn't feel my body. It was like I was contracting myself. I tried turning on the bed but I couldn't move. I felt heavy yet light headed for some reason. Slowly opening my eyes to the light that was seeping into the room through the opened windows.

I groaned as I tried to stretch my way free from the chains that were holding me firmly on the bed. I yawned, finally completely conscious before a wave of pain gushed into my head. I tried moving my arms to massage my scalp but for some reason I couldn't move that either. Agitated, I slowly tried to get up but the weight on my body kept pushing me back to the bed.

"Five more minutes." I heard a voice groan over me. My eyes widened as it landed on something brown like hair. I tossed and turned again, trying to get a better look of what or who was on me.

"I said five more minutes Dad. I don't mind going to practice a bit late." Obviously a he grumbled on top of me. I felt his arms tighten around my waist like I was his warm safety blanket or something.

His hair was extremely messy and his morning voice was very husky and deep, it made my insides scream for attention but I waved those thoughts off. Right now my main mission was to get him off me and go to the bathroom because I really need to pee.

By now I already know who it is just by his voice. Why is he sleeping on me? How am I comfortable with him sleeping on me? He's actually really heavy so how am I still comfortable?

"Get off me!!" I yelled a whine at him, making him groan and rub his eyes slightly with one of his hands after removing it from my waist but still leaving his other arm wrapped tighter around my waist.

"A minute more please." He whined, snuggling his head more between both my breasts, making my eyes widen at his audacity. I would've smacked him if my hands were free at the moment.

"No. Get off me now!!!" I groaned in annoyance, turning to the side, flipping us over, making me be on top of him. At this exact moment, his opened his eyes, revealing his green eyes looking darker than I've ever seen them since the first time I saw him.

"What are you doing on me?" He asked, with a smirk dancing on his pink plump lips.

"You can't get enough of me, I can tell." He continued, pulling me closer to him as I tried to get off of him.

"You wish." I retorted, making him chuckle.

"But that's not what you were screaming last night though." He winked at me, making me freeze on the spot at his words. He took advantage of my reaction and tightened his grip on my waist and pulled me towards him even more, making me fall on his chest with a soft thud.

"You were literally all over me last night. How do you think you're in my clothes right now?" He asked with his smirk growing wider at my response to his words. I literally sat up on him and examined my body, looking at the oversized T-shirt I was wearing.

My face turned red instantly at the thought of actually doing something with him last night.

He snaked his arms around my hips, staring at my body like it was his personal art work worth millions.

"You don't remember?" He asked with his eyebrows perked up at me.

"You might as well be pregnant because you didn't even give me the time, nor space, nor chance to put on a condom last night. But don't worry, if that happens, I assure you I'll be a great father to our kids." He removed one of his hands from my hips, took both my hands in his and kissed each and every one of my knuckles, before looking up at me directly in the eyes and smiling.