Desirable

~40. Breakfast

**Time skip to the next week because why not lol**

Clementine wakes up at 8:40. It's remarkably early - especially for her - on a Saturday.

She only woke up because Louis' hot bare skin was smothering her, it felt like her whole body was on fire and not in a good way. 

After she woke up, she had a long shower and managed to gather up the motivation to do her entire routine - fully washing her hair, body and face, exfoliating skin, shaving everything, moisturising everything too. She then brushed her teeth and made her way back to her bedroom, where her dreadhead boyfriend was still snoozing peacefully. 

She hadn't bothered to cover herself up with a towel because AJ was still fast asleep and Lee was too. So completely naked, Clem goes over to her bedside table to grab her phone. 

Scrolling through notifications, she presses on a message from Bruiser.

B: Ed told me that Emily is coming today to stay in town for a couple of days. Is she staying with you?

Clem types a quick reply. 

C: yeah she is. she hates your grotty caravan anyway.

B: It's an RV, not a caravan. And it isn't grotty.

C: whatever, same thing. and yes it is. 

Clem stretches, arching her back and sucking in her stomach with her arms raised above her head. She feels a pair of large hands sliding to her legs and gently squeezing her thighs. She peers down at the boy and smiles. 

Louis' eyes were only narrowly open, his dark brown dreadlocks were messily scattered around his head. He leans over to be closer to his girlfriend and he presses his lips on the smooth skin just below her hip. He uses tongue too, practically making out with her thigh. Clem giggles and runs her hand through his dreads, brushing them away from his face. 

"Good morning, sleepy head." 

Louis rests his cheek against her thigh and closes his eyes again, hugging both her legs. She stumbles but manages to stay on two feet. 

"Good morning baby," he replies with a deep croaky voice. 

"Weren't you meant to have training this morning?" 

Louis shrugs, "Yeah, but they can go fuck themselves."

He sighs loudly and flops back into bed, his eyes now adjusting to his awake state. Open almost fully now, he fixes his gaze on the girl beside the bed. He admires every detail of her beautiful self, almost blowing him away into a whole new universe. To him, she was impeccable.

"...and I am going to fuck you," he smirks, grabbing her waist and pulling her on top of him. 

Clem lets out a squeal as she falls and then a loud giggle when Louis holds her wrists and tackles her on to her back with him above her. 

He dips his head down and presses his lips against her freshly-exfoliated lips, the extremely soft touch made him sigh against her mouth. Clem runs her fingers through his dreads and her other hand cups his cheek. 

He dives his tongue into the kiss, which makes Clem giggle again and turn her head away from him. 

"Louis, your breath stinks," she says with a playful whiny tone in her voice. 

The boy opens his dark chocolate eyes and frowns at her.

"Hey! Of what?" 

"The garlic bread that my dad made us last night," she laughs again. Louis wasn't mad - he got to hear her adorable laugh.