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Smut

My eyes slowly blinked open as I felt Conor fidgeting slightly. When I looked up at him he was still however fast asleep. I looked out the window to see it was still dark outside

His arm was loosely resting over my waist and his head was pressed against the back of my neck. I carefully reached over and grabbed my phone before taking a photo of him. His gentle breathes against the back of my neck tickled slightly but I would feel too bad to move. He grumbled slightly before yawning

"You awake?" I whisper

"Mhmm" he mumbled. I rolled over to face him "what Time is it?"

"Half five"

"Why are you awake?" He asked rolling onto his side and closing his eyes

"Don't know" I shrug

"Try go to sleep" he yawned

"I can't" I whisper

"Have you even tried?"

"Yeah" I lie.

"Just.....close your eyes" he whispered lightly kissing my head

"Can I have a kiss first?" I ask

"Baby" he groaned slightly obviously just wanting to go to sleep

"Fine" I sigh rolling over. I'm not actually annoyed just frustrated that I can't sleep

After a few minutes I felt Conor move and roll me onto my back, he rested himself up with one of his arms while the other planted by my waist, he looked down at me tiredly before down at my lips and moving his head towards mine. I smiled slightly as I kissed him back, and we shared a slow, gentle kiss and as normal our lips moved perfectly against each other. I loosely looped my arms around his neck and crossed my wrist over another

Conor slowly pulled back and rested his forehead on mine as I placed my hands either side of his jaw. "You're so annoying" he whispered and i quietly chuckled.

I stuck my tongue out before he done the same before touching our tongues lightly and moving his tongue up and down against mine. I pulled back slightly and giggled before wrapping my arms around him to hug him. I felt him move his arm so it was under my back and he rested his head on my chest

I gently ran my nails up and down his back before he sighed "what's wrong?" I ask

"I'm just stressed" he whispered

"Why?" I frown

"Just about going to New York" he said "I really want you to come with me"

"I know, I really want to come" I say

"I just feel bad. Even if you do bring the kids out I'll be working pretty much everyday" he said

"I know" I nod "I hate when you go away" I say

"Me and you both" he breathed

"Morning" I heard Conor mumble. It's now 9 am and although Conor managed to get some sleep, I didn't. I'm total I've had 3 hours which won't be good for me.

"Morning" I say sitting up and reaching over to grab my phone

"I'm so fucking tired" he yawned rubbing his eyes

"Well you slept like baby" I say and he chuckled slightly "I'm gonna shower" I say leaning over to kiss his cheek before going into our en-suite. Not bothering to lock the door I turn on the shower and begin to undress

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