Murphy// John

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Murphy// John

I squeezed my eyes shut as the bright morning sun shone through the rhin fabric of the tent. I turned into the side of my boyfriend taking his warmth as I shived. My eyes fluttered open and I was face-to-face with my boyfriend John Murphy's bare chest.

"Morning baby girl." His morning rasoy voice was sexy, very sexy. "Morning love." I mumbled black. He ran his fingers up and down my arm in a soothing manner making me sigh happily.

"Come on we have work to do." Murphy said standing up taking the blanket with him. I whined as the cool morning air hit my bare legs. The only thing I was wearing was a t-shirt i stole from Murphy. "But Joh-" before I could finish my sentence I stopped myself. I knew he didn't like the name
John but I couldn't help but love it. In my mind it suited him. Murphy hated his name because him mother came up with it.

"What did you call me?" Murphy asked his voice cracking. I slowly stood up off or cot like bed and padded my way across the dirt to stand in front of my boyfriend. "I c-called you John..." I mumbled scared he was going to be made with me. The last thing I wanted to do was upset Murphy. I felt arms wrap around my waist and Murphys lips press to the top of my head. I wrapped my arms around his waist sighing in relief.

"No ones called me that in forever." He whispered in my ear. I sighed squeezing him tighter. "Hey, it okay. You're John Murphy. Both names matter to me." I told him, he chuckled and lifted my chin leaning down to connect our lips in a small kiss.

I squealed when I felt his hand come down onto my butt giving it a smack. "John Murphy you're such a pervert!" I laughed. He kissed me once more before I tore away from his intoxicating lips and grabbed my jeans that were folded. I slipped them on and swaped out of Murphy's shirt and into my tanktop grabbing my jacket that had patches of materials everywhere, none matching. I slipped on my shoes before heading towards the tent exit before I felt Murphy's arms around my waist.

"You know what would be amazing right now?" He growled in my ear, i turned my head to face him. "What?" I asked. "You. On that bed, no clothes and moaning my name." He said, I laughed and kissed him softly. "Maybe another time." I smirked walking out of the tent instantly being greeted by my people.

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