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You can still taste them. Feel them. Everywhere. You feel warmth encapsulating you from behind when your eyes finally open, a vacant spot right where Bill is supposed to be.
You're a little dissapointed, wanting to see him when he first wakes up, his puffy lips and pink cheeks.
But Adrions presence satiates your need, his long legs slung over your body, as well as his arms. He's practically wrapped around you like a vine, and you feel a small smile forming on your lips as you push yourself against him, trying to stir him awake.
He groans against your neck, warm breath tickling your skin as he shuffles.
"Mm, you're awake." He slurs, squeezing you tighter, body heat pressed against your back. You also take quick notice that, that isn't the only thing pressed against your back.
"I am, yes. Where's Bill?" You giggle as he rubs his cheek against your shoulder, bits of his obsidian hair tickling your jaw.
"Out. Duty calls. Gustaf needed him to stake out some of the Eastsiders."
You feel your heart drop a bit as Adrions words hit your ear, your chest tightening at the thought of Bill being anywhere near danger.
Adrion senses this, pulling you tighter against him, hands splayed across your belly. His touch is so commanding, you have no choice but to acknowledge the quickening of your heart.
"He should be fine, unless he does something stupid. The kid loves being a hero."
You chuckle, feeling somewhat better at the nonchalant-ness of his words. Your fingers trace the thick veins along Adrions forearm, your stomach fluttering at how intimate the moment is.
At how intimate last night had been.
"He's older than you, you know. Kid isn't the right word."
Chills descend down your spine when you feel his hips shift, trying to get comfortable despite his hard on rubbing against your bare ass cheek.
"You're right. He's not a kid. Neither am I, neither are you." The timber of his voice due to sleep is accentuated by the hidden message in his words, causing your lower abdomen to fill with heat.
"Definitely not." Is all you can reply, voice suddenly shaky as you feel his lips brush past your neck.
"Bill really likes you, you know." He kisses the area just below your ear, his words combined with his touch igniting a fire that you so desperately want to continue burning.
You're not sure how to respond.
"Cat got your tongue?" He purrs in your ear, pressed a soft kiss to your jaw, your heart nearly exploding in your chest.
