Oops, My baby, You woke up in my bed

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Eyelids fluttered open to a darkness that hadn't been there when they had closed, and Evie brought her arms above her head to stretch them in a weak attempt to rid her muscles of the ache that had settled over her body. When the reason for that ache pushed to the front of her mind she couldn't help but smile, and that smile only fell into a smirk when she turned her head to the right to find Mal sleeping beside her. Too tired to leave, huh? Glancing in the direction of the window, she decided that it had to be around seven or eight at night, and she decided it couldn't hurt to remain in the midst of this bliss.

When Mal shifted beside her she didn't waste any time in turning onto her side and sliding her arm around the girl's body. Flattening her palm against a muscled stomach, Evie curved her body around Mal's smaller one, bringing her mouth down to brush against the girl's neck.

"Hey, you," Evie whispered huskily, nipping gently at a strong jawbone.

Mal inhaled deeply, bringing her hand to rest over Evie's where it remained on her stomach. "Your voice is going to be the death of me."

"Mm," Evie hummed, nuzzling the girl's neck. "Should I stop talking to you, then?"

"Probably," Mal replied, leaning back into her until she could see her over her shoulder. "That would make it so much easier for me to ignore you."

"Do you really want me to leave you alone?" Evie finally asked, slightly fearing the answer.

Mal rolled her bottom lip around her mouth for a moment. "Yes."

"Oh," Evie breathed out, pulling away from the girl and laying on her back, eyes trained on the plain ceiling above them. "Okay."

Her bed shifted with movement, and she figured the girl was getting up to leave, however, she instead found herself surprised – and beyond confused – when Mal crawled on top of her, straddling her. Evie quirked her eyebrow when she felt hands slide up her stomach and chest, stopping with a sturdy grip on the nape of her neck, a grip that Mal used to pull her into a sitting position. Evie honestly tried her best to not linger on the fact that Mal was still completely naked, but she failed horribly as she let her gaze flicker to admire the girl's beautifully built chest.

"I said I'd leave you alone," Evie whispered when Mal brought her nose down to brush along the length of hers. "You don't need to do this."

"You talk too much," Mal rasped, shooting forward and sealing their lips together.

Humming into the kiss, Evie brought her hands up to hold onto the small of the girl's back, not understanding why this was happening, but not wanting it to end. She didn't argue when a tongue slipped into her mouth, and she shivered in Mal's arms when fingertips ghosted down her spine, her own digging into the girl's back to encourage the touch. Her desire to know what was happening got the best of her, and she pulled away from the girl's heavenly lips, only to find a groan sounding through the room when teeth closed around her bottom lip in attempt to keep her there. When Mal understood that she had failed she moved her mouth to Evie's neck, sucking and biting, and Evie didn't have the strength to stop her.

"I don't understand you, Mal," she breathed out, a moan following when the suction applied to her neck increased.

"Believe me," Mal replied, bringing her mouth up to brush over Evie's ear. "I don't even understand myself."

At that, Evie decided to regain the control they both knew she had. Sliding her arm from around the girl she brought her hand in between their bodies, swiftly brushing her fingers over the girl's clitoris. Mal's arms shot around Evie, the fingernails of one hand digging into the skin of her back while the other hand gripped onto her elbow, her forehead coming to rest against Evie's.

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