20. Kinky // D.S. Smut

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This is a smut request for Whydoontweimagines. Thanks for requesting and sorry it took forever. Hope you enjoy because I'm bad at working on kinky smuts. Let me tell you.

Mia's p.o.v.

*chirp chirp chirp*

The sounds of the birds in the morning always wake me up. Well, besides the love of my lifes arm's wrapped around me the whole night.

Being in bed like this make all pain and sorrow disappear and love and passion climb it's way through the window.

I lightly stretch, not wanting to wake Daniel up with my tiredness. He's had long work days lately and he deserves some rest. But, my mission to not wanting to wake Daniel up, failed.

He tossed and turned, stretching beside me, yawning. I turn, seeing his eyes squinting shut as the sun hit his face. He gets all the cracks and stiffness out his body and wrapped his arms back around me.

"Good morning princess," he says with a groggy morning voice that made me smile.

"Good morning. Sorry I woke you. I wasn't trying to."

"I love waking up next to my baby."

I smile and place a light kiss on his lips and he runs my waist up and down gently with his hand. I wrap my higher above leg over his waist and cuddle into him. Loving each second that passed with him here.

"So, what do we have to do today?", I ask.

"Nothing. Already checked last night so I can see if we can lay here all day," he answers.

"Yay, I missed having you around a lot. You've been so busy lately."

"I know. But I ain't today."

I laugh at his words as he holds me close and doesn't let go. His hands now rub circles on my thigh, giving me goosebumps.

"I need my phone," I say as I get out his arms and look around our room. The room wasnt dirty. Just super black, white, and tan. I look over at the dresser and see my pastel gold phone case with the phone in locked.

"Nice pants," Daniel jokes. Seeing I'm not wearing pants but only underwear with his sweatshirt over it.

"I'm gonna dance. I wanna jam to music, I suddenly blurt. I open spotify and look for my playlist. Scrolling through until I find the right song.

"What song?", he asks.

I bite my lip as I finally find the song and turn the volume all the way up before hitting play. Once the dot was all the way to the end of the line, I press play.

There is no better view, then watching you strip down after we argue.

Once the song started, I turned around quickly and started to jam as Daniel propped his head up on his elbow and hand, smiling as he watches.

I still picture it. It's been a couple of months. I swore in my head. This was the right thing or us.

I spin in circles as I do hand gestures and faces with my so call dance.

Daniel's p.o.v

But it's breaking my heart. It's breaking it off, and I'm afraid to say. I still do, love you, hate you.

Watching her dance was like watching an angel fly around you. Shooting arrows into your butt. Or is that cupid? Eh.

I still do, want you to want me like I'm wanting you. I still do.

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