The Brit And The Twit

Happy Returning

Mike's p.o.v

I ended up falling asleep next to her, her body being warm and all. Her small frame was nuzzled close against mine, turning every now and then. I wrapped my arms around her waist, hugging her from behind. A small knocking sounded on my room door, causing me to groan. I ignored it and tugged the covers over our heads, letting the knocking continue. 

It was quiet for a bit, so I relaxed, nuzzling my face into Mira's hair. There was a sharp tug on the blankets, causing Mira to groan and turn a bit. Gripping her tighter, I peeked out, seeing Jake. He gave a small wave, trying to play innocent. Sighing, I sat up, running my fingers through my hair. Mira gripped my shirt tightly, burying her face in my chest. "What is it, Mike?" she mumbled. 

I glared at Jake, not happy that he woke her up. Glancing down at her, I kissed her cheek, sighing. "Nothing, love. Go back to sleep," I tried cooing. Jake laughed and left the room. She wrapped her arms around my waist, causing me to smile. Her lips groggily found mine, giving me a kiss. Of course I kissed back, letting go as she sat up. She ran a hand through her bed head and slid from bed, lacing fingers with me and tugging me with. 

I slid out of bed, snaking my arms around her waist and she led me to the bathroom with her. She raked a brush through her hair, glancing at me and smiling. I leaned down and kissed her lightly, leaving the room to make her breakfast. She gripped my hand tightly, letting go of the brush, not letting me leave the room. I laughed and held her close. She leaned against me, tugging me closer to her and kissing me with a slight hint of roughness. 

Already figuring it out, I eased over to the door, locking it and tugging her to bed. I laid down, tugging her on top of me and nipping at her neck. She gave a small giggle and began kissing lower. Once she made it to her goal, she.. Well, the rest is self explanatory.