Beneath The Surface

Chapter 8

Jamie

I wake up with his head on my chest, his arms holding me tightly as if I might disappear. I look down at his face, shrouded in his messy black hair. I brush away the stray strands and run my fingers through his wavy locks.

His gorgeous Celadonic eyes are revealed by his fluttering eyelashes.

"Morning," I say as I stroke his hair softly.

"That feels... nice," he says drowsily.

I smile as he shuts his eyes once more and let's out a long yawn.

"What time is it?"

I glance at the clock.

"A bit past noon."

"Jesus, we should go get some lunch."

"You're hungry?" I ask.

"A bit..." he makes a move to get up but ultimately presses his head to my hand, enjoying the attention.

"You're adorable."

He looks up, smiling drowsily.

"Hey, I'm supposed to say that to you."

I lean down to kiss his cheek. He moves at the last second and catches my lips with his.

"Hey!" I giggle.

"Well you gotta gimme some credit," He chuckles.

"So smooth. Bet you get all the girls."

He pulls himself up and pins me down on the bed.

"Nah. I did get you, though which is a million times better."

He presses his lips against mine. He licks along my jaw and leaves a trail of small, slow kisses down my neck.

I bite my lip and giggle.

"H- Hey... come on. It's two early for this."

He nibbles on my earlobe and purrs seductively.

"But, Jay... it is lunch time..."

I blush profusely at his insinuation.
I shiver and he kisses behind my ear as my face heats up.

"For fuck's sake, Adrien," I whisper breathlessly.

"You shameless son of a-"

He kisses back down my neck and I whimper as his tongue extends across my skin.

"Is someone getting turned on?"

I bite my lip again.

Butterflies fill my stomach. He leans back and kisses me deeply and lecherously.

My cheeks burn as he sticks his tongue between my teeth. His previous remark plays over and over in my head.

He pulls away and rolls onto his back beside me, smirking at my red face.

"Someone's horny today," I mutter.

I start to think of every time I had imagined that moment and I find my face growing hotter than ever.

He snorts.

"Anything to make you blush like that."

He grabs my chin and looks into my eyes, mischievously. I feel like I'm melting.

I turn away and he laughs.

"Fuck you," I say, cursing myself for my escaping smile.

"When and where, babe?"