/ Y/N POV \
"Hey baby, I'm home," You said walking through your bedroom door, setting your black purse down in front of the closet.
"Hello my love, how was your day?" Bey asked you, sitting up in your bed, revealing she was wearing your pink Victoria Secret shirt.
"Giselle, I told you not to wear that shirt, that's mine, yours is the blue one, remember?" You remind her, since you each got matching ones.
Climbing on to the edge of the bed, you realize your girlfriend has a disappointed look on her face.
"I told you not to call me by my middle name, now this is my shirt," Bey said, scooting back down into the bed and going under the covers.
You kicked off your pink heels she bought you, and crawled up to her.
"Baby, it's late but not late enough to go to bed. Sit up and talk to me, I missed you." You say to her, pulling the covers back.
She rolls over to face you, and you lay down on your left side to face her as well.
"I love you." She says to you in her bedroom voice.
"I love you more." You reply, wrapping your arm around Bey, fiddling with the end of your shirt she took.
"Wrong. I love you most." She sternly said, before giving you a quick kiss.
"Go turn off the light please, I'm tired now." She says to you, and closes her eyes.
"Mmm, nope! You can stay up for another hour with me. We haven't spoke all day and I miss your voice." You reply, removing the covers from the bed completely, throwing them on the floor below the bed.
"What else do you miss?" Beyoncé asked you, lust in her eyes.
"I don't know babe, why don't you show me?" You ask her, thinking she would very quickly take the opportunity to have you.
"Well I can't give you something you don't know, now can I?" She asked you, her long fingers slowly inching their way up your short pink dress.
"Turn off the light and I'll show you what you've been missing, babe." Bey pulled back her hand and rolled to the opposite side.
"You know I hate it when you tease me. Don't do this after I haven't seen you all day." You said getting up off the bed to hit the light switch.
"Happy now?" You ask her, as you climb on top of her.
Quickly though, she pushes you off and copies your moves, and soon she's sitting on you, arms crossed.
You couldn't help but stare, when she crossed her arms, she pushed up her boobs and they were much more visible out of her, well your, shirt.
"If you hate me teasing you so much, don't give me an opportunity to do so, and my eyes are up here, thank you." She giggled and removed herself from your body.
You smiled at the sound of her laugh, but you really were upset she got off of you.
"Are we really going to bed?" You pouted at her.
"Yes honey, I'm too tired for anything. But how about i make it up to you tomorrow night?" Bey asked you, intertwining her legs with yours.
Her thighs were warm up against yours and you realized she never put on pants.
"Beyoncé. How're you gonna do this to me?"
"Very easily Y/N, very easily." She sassily replies, and rolls over, pressing her body against yours, and you both quickly fell asleep together.
