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ok

Let's get this over with

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(Im not gonna write smut on this part maybe I'll do one where it just the smut for this chapter)

Tom

The light shining through my curtains woke me up. 'huh? I thought I closed this..' I thought. But, I'm too lazy to get up out of my warm and cozy bed to get up and close them myself. Speaking of warm and cozy, why does my bed smell weird...

It smells like gun powder....
(You already know)
Oh fuck no..
I rolled.over to face my worst nightmare. I was prepared to see his smug little shit eating face staring at me but, to.my Surprise he was..asleep.
He looked cute actually. He looked to peaceful, the way his face took so relaxed and the way the morning light shines on his sun kissed tan face. His mouth hid open, just a tad, and his breathing in even and soft.

I couldn't be mad, I tried to but I just can't.

I lied back down and just started. I can't look away, he's just to.. perfect.

I actually don't remember anything last night. Apart from him taking me out to a bar to get a drink but, I guess the rest is already clear. I looked on his neck and saw bite marks that were bruising over from..me I guess.
' jeez did I do that? Probably...come on Tom why'

I slowly,but surely got up off the bed without waking him up. I made my way to my bathroom and looked in the mirror.l, "oh my God...."

What I saw did really surprised me but I was shocked I guess.

Hickies littered my neck. And there were bite marks here and there. I looked down my..no HIS shirt that I was wearing and saw a trail of lights yet visible bite marks on my stomach leading to my V-line.

"How am i supposed to hide these?! I mean there all over my neck..." I asked myself. I mean i could just stay here in my room and ask Edd or someone to bring me food and drinks.

Or...I could..use some.of Matt's make up foundation that he...for some reason has. Yeah...maybe.

I do my business and walk back out so see a tired commie sitting up on the bed rubbing his (caaaac) eyes. He stretched and yawned, then flopped on the bed. I couldn't help but notice, that he had my shirt on. It was a litusmall and rode up on him, showing his stomach a little when he stretched.

I chuckled slightly and leaned against the bathroom door. I guess he heard me and sat back up. He looked at me and smiled and started.

I was wearing his shirt that was clearly to big on me it went don't to my mid thigh, but I had boxers on. Good thing we at least but clothes back on after we fucked.

"Morning Commie"

"God Morgen Jehovah"

His voice was groggy and tired sounding, which made his accent thicker with every word he said.

Heh maybe this could work....

Maybe.

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ITS SHORT I KNOW!!
but I'm liking how it's coming out so I'll work on it.