LUST

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I can feel the heat of the morning sun against my naked skin. Our warm bodies under the blanket. I shifted slightly to feel his arms around me.

Yesterday, I really did past out, he nearly collapse on me until I pleaded and stopped him.

He was tired.

We knocked out around 3 am.

The last thing I remember was him laying on my chest like he had just ran a marathon.

I was already awake, but I didn't feel like waking up, especially when I was in his arms.

I snuggled closer to his warm body and dug my face into his chest. I breathed in his scent and curled up in a ball as he spoons me.

I was quietly drifting back to sleep until....

I felt his finger slimming on the side of my face. It felt so soothing, it made me even more relaxed.

I opened my eyes to see his looking down at me. His eyes taking in my image. He admired everything about my face until he realized that I was awake.

"Did I wake you?" He asked.

"No. I was already awake." I smiled.

"Mmm. How do you feel?" He asked me in such a gentle tone.

"I feel fine." I chuckled.

"Does it hurt?" He asked another one.

"No. It doesn't." I answered.

We stared into each other's orbs for awhile until he broke into a soft smile that made my heart melt.

"You're so cute." He blurted.

I looked at him and his messy bed hair. Listened to his raspy, deep morning voice.

"So are you." I chuckled.

He shook his head with a smile still plastered on his face as he hugged me in his arms tighter.

That morning we just cuddled enjoying each other's presence.
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Later that morning