I got up out of bed, looking at my phone screen to see that it is 12:20 pm. How is it so late? I didn't think we slept in that late, ever? I slip on one of his flannels to cover my half naked body, walking into the kitchen to make some food, since my stomach hurts because I'm so hungry. I search through the cabinets for some decent lunchtime food, and I stop in one of the cabinets closest to the refrigerator. I see a box of macaroni and cheese, pulling it out from the wooden shelf. Good enough. I quietly get out a pan, milk, butter, and a slice of cheese. My stomach growls loudly, sounding like a monster living inside of me. I place the pan on the stove top, turning the burner on high. I add about half the pan of water, waiting patiently for the water to boil. After it starts a rapid boil, I pour in the macaroni, turning the heat down. When it's finished, which is about seven minutes later, I turn the burner off, getting a strainer into the sink and pouring the contents of the pan into it. I pour the pasta back into the pan after shaking the strainer a few times. I add in the milk, when I feel a pair of strong hands on my hips.
" 'Morning, beautiful," my partner's deep voice sings into my ear.
"Mornin'."
"What time is it?"
"It's after twelve, I know that."
"Autumn isn't awake yet?"
"Nope."
"Well, guess what that means?"
"What?"
"We get some time just me and you."
"Yay."
"Finish making the food."
"Okay."
I finish adding the ingredients, mixing it all together. I hear a chuckle from Dawson.
"What's so funny?" Silence. "Oh."
I make us both a bowl of the mac and cheese, sitting it on the table.
We both finish eating our food, and he picks me up bridal style.
"What are you doing?"
"Sh, baby girl, you'll see." He lays me down on the couch, quickly climbing on top of me. His lips press against mine in a loving manner. "Just relax."
His lips move lower, his large hands moving the flannel out of the way. He finds his way to my lower half, admiring my body. His long fingers connecting with the hem of my panties, the warmth of his skin leaving me tingling. He pulls the fabric down, smirking. His hands hold my thighs, pulling them apart. His mouth soon connects with my clit, sucking gently. A moan soon escapes my mouth, causing Dawson to look up innocently at me. My hands move from my sides to his already messy hair, pulling gently at his roots as he continues to lick me. His tongue enters my hole, thrusting in and out at an agonizingly slow pace.
"Please, faster." I feel him smirk into me, his thrusts speeding up. "Fuck, s-shit. I'm s-so close." His thrusts speed up to form the longest, most relaxing orgasm ever. I let out one long moan before releasing onto his tongue. He licks me clean before pulling out, putting my panties back on me. "Thanks, babe."
"I've been wanting to do that ever since we stopped."
"I've been needing that."
"I saw that."
"Baby?"
"Yes, cupcake?"
"C-can you do that again?"
"Of course, baby girl."
And he did it again.
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So thus song on Octane just said "you smell so fucking good", BTW its Fever by Bullet for My Valentine
So I've been informed that Dawson is a bitch and all he wants is sex. Okay bye. UGHH
BUT
I HAVE A NEW CRUSH AND I THINK HE LIKES ME BACK AND HE'S HUGGED ME BEFORE UGH BUT HE'S A GRADE BELOW ME UgH
THEORY OF A FUCKING DEADMAN YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSNDJDNDJKANAKSNFJDKAJDNJDJDKF
