Not such a frantastic life

Morning with Franta

I woke up to Connor's big warm arms wrapped around my waist, It is sweet.

I slowly turned around so I could face Connor.

I tried so hard not to wake him but I failed, of course.

"Good morning beautiful." Connor said in his deep spin tingling morning voice.

"morning Con." all I really could do is smile at him, not just at him but the fact that he is mine.

That is what got to me the most. Connor is so perfect and I'm no where near perfect so I don't know why he wants to be with me, but hey where am I to judge.

"So babe what do you want to do today? "

"Umm, I really don't know."

Connor just smiled at me for like 3 minutes not braking eye contact once.

I'm going to be honest it was creeping me the fuck out!

"What?" I asked unsure why he was stareing me down like I'm some meat.

"Eh nothing. " When he said that his smile grew it was super fucking creepy now.

I slapped his arm not hard but hard enough for him to know that he was creeping

OUT!

"Okay, okay I'm done, give up." He raised his hands in defense.

Before I could even think about what was going to happen next Connor basically tacked me.

He was now on top of me, I tried to move but he is strong really strong.

He had both of my hands pinned down on the bed. I don't know what but just something about that moment made me just want to kiss him so badly.

"How do you like this, how dose it feel to be on bottom?" Connor's low husky voice gave me goosebumps.

"Connor will you let me up?"

"Not until you say the magic words. "

Shit he used my own play against me.

"Pretty please. "

I put on my best puppy dog face.

"Not going to cut it this time little miss thang."

So many different ways to get him off of me raced through my mind. It felt like 10 minutes before I finally found the best one I could think of.

I lent my head up just to where me and Connor where eye level.

Then I smashed my lips into his not hard or forcefully but the right amount of lust and passion.

Our lips fought for dominance, and of course Connor won.

Connor slid his tounge on my bottom lip asking for entrance, I denied it just to feel in control but Connor seen it a different way he slipped his hand down to my butt and squeezed it hard.

My reaction to that of course was not good at all, I gasped and Connor took that as his que to go exploring my mouth with his tounge. Once again we fought for dominance, but this time I won.

After about a twenty minutes full on makeout Montague we decided to go get some breakfast.