"No," Sebastian groaned as you tugged at his arm, trying to get him out of the bed so he could get ready for the early morning meeting he had, "Sebastian," you sighed, letting his arm fall limp, "no," he whined again, making you roll your eyes and groan in frustration.
"You need to get up," you said as sternly as possible, although when he peeked at you through one opened eye, a small giggle escaped his mouth only furthering your frustrations, "get up," you tried again, tugging on his arm, "listen to your scary wife," you groaned as he let out another giggle.
"Sweetheart you can't expect to look intimidating when you're got a bad case of bedhead while wearing one of my shirts and my sweatpants," he smirked as you rolled your eyes again, "you're just too adorable," he grinned, now trying to tug on your arm to get you back into bed.
"Stop sweet talkin' me and get your butt in the shower," you said although this time, there much less conviction because it was seven in the morning and all you wanted to do was crawl back into bed with Seb.
"I'm not going to the meeting they're just gonna yell at me," he whined, throwing a pillow over his face, letting out a small frustrated groan as you laughed at his childish antics.
You stood by his side of the bed a little while longer before mumbling a small fuck it and slinking into the bed beside him, much to his surprise, "is this another rouse to get me to my meeting?" He asked skeptically, an eyebrow raised as you lay on your stomach facing him.
"Nope," you smiled as he ran his fingers through your hair, brushing a few of the tangles out, "does that mean you'll stay in bed with me?" He asked hopefully as you nodded your head before he quickly flipped you over and hovered over you.
"Good, cause I wanna continue what we were doin' last night," he whispered into the skin on your neck, making a shiver run down your spine as his lips left wet kisses under your jaw.
"Mmm," was all you managed to hum out as your eyes closed, focusing on Sebastian's lips roaming your neck and down to your collarbone. His large, warm hands travelled up your shirt, lightly squeezing your breasts as you let out a small moan, wrapping your legs around his torso.
"And to think you were about to send me off to a meeting," he teased, peeling your shirt off of your body and discarding it somewhere on the floor beside the bed, "I'd much rather stay here and watch you squirm under my touch," he whispered again the valley of your breasts making your breath hitch.
"Sebastian," you moaned as he gently bit your nipple before his tongue soothed it, your hands tangling themselves in his hair as he worked on one nippled before focusing on the other.
Your hips bucked up against his as you grew impatient wanting him to get on with it. He began trailing wet and sloppy kisses from the valley of your breasts, down your stomach to right below your naval.
"Oh," you squeaked out as he pressed a hot kiss to your clothed clit, "oh darlin' you're soaking through your panties already," he taunted, smirk etched onto his face as he slowly peeled your panties down your legs.
"Stop teasing," you groaned as his fingers spread your folds, the cool air making you shiver, "you're so pretty, baby," he cooed, pressing a kiss to each hip before placing a barely there kiss on your clit.
"Shit," you hissed as his tongue ran through your folds, humming at the taste, "and you always taste so good," he said against your core, the vibrations making you squirm under him.
He took his sweet time lapping at your folds, teasing you with his tongue before he finally took pity on you and slowly entered two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of you and his tongue swirled around your clit.
"Let me hear you, darling," he said, his voice a few octaves lower as his fingers continued working inside of you as his other arm kept your legs open for him, "you gettin' close babydoll?" He teased, pressing kisses to your belly as you clenched around his fingers.
You couldn't say anything, you just nodded your head and gripped the bedsheets, preparing yourself for the orgasm that was about to hit you at any second.
Until Sebastian removed his fingers completely, placing them in his mouth and humming at the taste, "you're such a fucking asshole," you whined as you clenched your legs together unsuccessfully. Sebastian didn't say anything, just smirked as he pressed his lips against yours in a heated kiss, the taste of you still lingering on his lips.
He gave you no warning as he slammed his cock into you making you gasp and moan at the same time as you clawed at his back, "fuck, you feel amazing," he groaned, burying his head in the crook of your neck as he began a steady rhythm.
His hips began a bruising pace as your head fell back into the pillows and your hands curled around his large biceps as he fucked you to your orgasm. It rippled through you making you scream his name as you help onto him for dear life. Your orgasm set off his as he bit your shoulders as his hips stuttered before he spilled into you.
"I'm so glad you didn't go to that meeting," you chuckled breathily as Sebastian kissed your shoulder, chuckling with you, "'m glad I didn't listen to you," he smirked as he collapsed beside you, holding you to his chest.
You lay in silence as you played with Sebastian's wedding ring, twisting it around his finger as he ran his finger up and down your skin, "we should really have a shower," you said as he chuckled, "we?" He repeated as you rolled your eyes playfully.
"Fine," you said, "I should have a shower," you winked before getting up and walking into the bathroom not long before Sebastian was barging through the door and stepping into the shower with you.
