Warning ⚠️ graphic smut ahead that may have sexual themes you aren't comfortable with, read at your own risk
Summary: You want to go and have a nice breakfast, but what Roman wants isn't on the menu
y'all I missed writing about Roman sm
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You walk into the moody and dark room that belonged to your equally as moody and dark boyfriend, Roman Godfrey.
The door creaks as it closes and you see his sleeping figure, peaceful and quiet, something that he usually wasn't. You couldn't help but to admire him for a moment while you had the chance, and not have him tease you about staring or making any snide comments.
You noticed how lengthy he was, and the bare skin of his arms and chest that were exposed. You wanted to go over and lay down next to him and trace your fingertips over it, but you knew you had to wake him up.
You walked over and shook his long legs, feeling the weight of his body move. "Roman, get up." You said. No response. "Roman!" You said a little louder.
He jumped a bit, his eyes fluttering open. His soft brown hair was messy from his sleep, framing parts of his sharp features. You walked to the curtains, pulling them open and revealing the merciless sun.
He groaned loudly, putting his pillow over his face. You chuckled, turning back around to look at him. "I'm sorry, but you have to wake up, we have plans." You said.
He threw the pillow off of his face, looking at you with furrowed eyebrows and his pouty pink lips that you adored. "Why can't we just stay here for a minute? I'm tired." He whined, rubbing his eyes.
Your heart fluttered in your chest, he looked so fucking adorable, and in all honesty you weren't opposed to the idea at all. Too bad you liked annoying him.
"Ro, we gotta go, hah that rhymed." You said, sitting down next to his long figure, placing one of your hands across his lap. You could feel the warmth of his body through the comforter, but you tried to stay focused.
He rolled his eyes, a small smile forming on his face. He couldn't help it. "Please just come here for a second, wanna hold you." He said, reaching his long arms out.
You sighed, crawling on top of him to get to the other side, but before you could, his arms grasped your waist and before you knew it his toned figure was on top of you.
You giggled, surprised by the action. He gently cupped your cheeks before pressing his plush pink lips to yours. You almost forgot about everything that was going on as you felt his lips, they were heavenly.
"Let's stay, please." He mumbled through the kiss, fiddling with strands of your hair. "No, we had to go, I've been waiting." You said, breaking free from the kiss and giving him a stern look.
