love me harder // kj apa

09. REAL LIFE

*Warnings; smut [oral, m on f][intercourse] and lots of Keneti James xx

~MADI~

I had been awoken by the light shining through my sheer curtains. I was on my side, facing the door to my room, with a fair view of the ground beside my bed.

Kj was lying on two duvets and a pillow with just a thin blanket covering him. He had a small smile on his face too.

"Kj..." I whispered, not sure if he could hear me, or if he was awake either. "Kj, wake up..."

He shuffled, and rolled over onto his side, opening one eye so he could look at me. "Wha?"

"Come here. I'm really cold." I mumbled, my voice hoarse from its lack of use during the night.

"But it's fucking boiling in here." He protested, getting up anyway. I tried not to look at his lower regions while he walked towards my bed, but I couldn't help a small glance.

"Oi," He said, grinning, "my eyes are up here, babe."

I blushed at his term of endearment, and chuckled, waiting for him to climb into my bed beside me and scoop me up into his arms. "I like that..."

"You like what?" He asked, scooching closer to me and wrapping his arms around my body. His body was warm, every part of it except for his hands, which were two of my favourite things.

"When you called me that name. I liked it." I whispered, resting my forehead against his chest.

"When I called you babe?" He said, giving me a cheeky grin.

"Mhmm..."

Kj weaved his fingers through my hair so his hand was resting on my jaw, and made me look up at his handsome face. "You're fucking beautiful, you know that, ay?"

"Psht, I am not." I giggled, sitting up.

He took my hand, and pulled me back into his warm embrace, making me smile.

"Okay, whatever." He mumbled, clearly trying to get an answer out of me.

I scoffed, before sitting up once more and swinging my legs over the side of the bed.

"Madi, No! Come back..!" He complained, rubbing his tired eyes with his fists

"No..." I said, turning to face him. I watched him rub his eyes, smiling slightly at him as he did.

"But you told me to come and cuddle." He exclaimed, reaching as far as he could so he could make some sort of contact with me. I could feel the tips of his fingers on my lower back. He tugged on the white dress shirt he had shoved me into last night and pulled at me.

"Fine. You're so demanding." I muttered, lying back down and cuddling into his warm body.

"I only wanted you to come back so I could do this." He mumbled, rolling us over and hovering over me. I stared up at his handsome face, running my hands up his back and weaving them through his hair.

I licked my lips, before he caught my bottom one in between his teeth, pulling on it. "You've no fucking idea how long I've wanted this sexy body."