At My Wit's End

Ch. 15 His Home.

A/N: Howdy! I'm so sorry it's been a month since I've updated!! Things have just been really hectic lately. I had my birthday, and some other really important family things happening lately, so I just didn't have time to sit down and write. Every time I did try, it felt forced. So, I wanted to take some time off for a bit. But please enjoy this chapter!! Thank you for supporting me :)

Carly's POV

Watching Marshall's chest rise and fall made me feel so incredibly peaceful, even though I could hardly sleep. Counting sheep had never been any help for me, and I didn't feel like staring up at the ceiling. No tossing and turning all night long, because Marshall needed to get the rest he deserved. I settled on some late night TV instead. Showtime was airing reruns of last season's Shameless, so things weren't all bad. God, I shipped Gallavich like it was going out of style.

The cool air flowing from the vents gave me a slight chill, but Marshall's body heat made it bearable. This was better than sleeping alone for sure, because at least I had a warm comfortable body to relax on. I started out on my boyfriend's shoulder, but decided to move to his chest. For whatever reason, I still felt uncomfortable, so I shuffled down to his stomach.

"Carls, what's wrong? It's 2 AM and you've been wiggling all over the place for the past thirty minutes," Marshall mumbled through a yawn as he ran his fingers through my chocolate brown hair.

"Just trying to get comfortable," I sighed. I didn't even realize that I had been moving around that much for that long.

I could feel his hand slide down to my back before settling for my bum. It had to be his favorite body part of mine, because he was always grabbing on it, but hey, I wasn't complaining.

I knew he wanted to ask me what was wrong, but he must've decided against it, which was totally fine. I wasn't really in the mood to explain. I really couldn't explain anyways.

"What are we watching?"

"Reruns of Shameless," I grinned as we listened to Frank bribe Carl into doing whatever his latest get rich quick scheme was. "But I can turn it off it's it's bothering you."

Marshall stifled a small laugh and continued to rub my booty in a circular motion.

"It's not bothering me, baby. You can watch whatever you want whenever you want. I just wanna make sure you're okay. All I want is for you to be happy. Especially when you're with me."

Using my elbows, I held myself up to reach over to press a kiss to Marshall's lips.

"I am happy."

Marshall sat up and kissed me back, holding my face in his warm hands. His kisses were cool and minty on my tongue, because his mouth still tasted of toothpaste and mouthwash. I gripped the back of his neck with my hand and pulled myself up and into his lap. His growing bulge that hid underneath the covers made me grin, because it never took long to get him there.

I moaned between every kiss, each one more delicious than the last.

Marshall smooched my lips, and then my chin, and eventually made his way to my neck where he planted himself.

I rolled my neck back and enjoyed the tingling feeling of Marshall's lips on my skin, sending me into a trance. Nothing else in the entire world mattered when I was with Marshall.

"Mm, you got me all awake and shit," Marshall chuckled into my neck. "Can't go back to sleep now. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

I pulled back so that I could see his big beautiful blue eyes staring into my own. Underneath those perfectly long eyelashes, I couldn't help but blush at the way he looked at me. Nobody had ever looked at me that way before, not any exes, not any friends. He loved me and it made my heart swell and my knees weak.