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"baby..." i whispered in justin's ear as he slept.
"what?" he mumbled.
"it's almost your birthday."
he opened his eyes and smiled. "yeah, not for two more weeks."
"but alas, your birthday is when you're on tour, so....." i straddled his waist and started to rotate my hips.
he groaned under me and held my hips down. "girl, stop. you know i'm tired as fuck."
"but, i wanna give you a present." he raised a bushy eyebrow. "for your almost birthday, duh."
"oh my god, give me the gift of sleep and i might fuck you later."
"or how about you fuck me to sleep now, daddy?"
he rolled his eyes and peered up at me. "daddy, huh? mm, i like that name."
"well, if you fuck me then i'll call you daddy all you want."
"hmm.." he pondered. "take your shirt off."
i took off my bob marley t-shirt, revealing my chest to him. he held my lower back with one hand, and pushed himself up with the other. i grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to mine.
"i love you."
"fuck, i love you too."
"so you're gonna fuck me?"
"nah." he shook his head. "i'm going to sleep. but here," he handed me a pink vibrator. "have fun."
"what the fu- no, no you're gonna fuck me."
he turned over (with me still on top of him) and went back to sleep.
"justin," i groaned loudly. i started to bounce on his lower back. "i. will. fight. you."
"stop." he groaned.
"make me."
"ugh, fine." reaching an arm behind him, he grabbed my upper back and pushed me off of him, me landing on the other side of his body. "see? i made you."
"you know what, okay. fine. you win."
i angrily turned over.
"but i'll get you back," i whispered.
** one week later**
i stood at the stove and flipped the bacon in the pan, when i felt his prescence behind me as he started to kiss my neck. "hey baby."
"hey jus," i smiled. his teeth nibbled on my earlobe. "stop i'm cooking." i giggled.
"but that can wait. i want something else to eat." he smiled and kissed my jaw.
"well, i'm hungry. for food."
"oh my god, you're so unfair."
i walked around him and put the cooked bacon on the counter, grabbing the bottle of lotion and box of tissues by the sink and handed it to him.
"nah. i'm gonna go eat my breakfast. but here, have fun."
** so how was this one? good? bad? i've got a lot more to finish up on other parts before adding their sequels. sooooo yeah. comment, vote, follow!
