Drinking |✅

22- May

In the last week of May, Chan and i met up twice. The previous week and a half we hadn't seen each other at all. We had text each other randomly once or twice but only to check on each other. What had started as a simple hook up had become a real friendship.
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The first time we saw each other that week was Monday night. I had had a particularly rough day at work and texted Chan as soon as i finished my shift. Luckily, he too was on his way home and was also in the mood to relieve some stress. I drove straight to his house and waited for him by the door. When he arrived, i was quick to pull him into a kiss. He unlocked and opened the door as we made out on the doorstep.
"Bad day?" He raised an eyebrow as i pulled away.
"How could you tell?" I joked. We went inside and made our way up to his room.
"Wanna talk about it or-"
"I just wanna fuck if thats okay." I said coldly. He didn't look overjoyed at my statement but none the less he agreed.
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We met again on Thursday. I was in a better mood that day. I apologised to him for my mood on Monday. I was sat on his lap, my head in the crook of his neck.
"It's okay, wanna talk about it?" He asked.
"Work was hell." I said simply. His hand slipped beneath my top, rubbing the bottom of my back. I softly caressed his cheek, tilting it so i could press a kiss onto his lips. A wave of tiredness washed over me as i rested my head on his shoulder.
"Channie I'm sleepy." I mumbled, my eyes fluttering shut.
"Okay Princess, lets go to bed."

In the morning, we had slow sex. It was so passionate and so good. The feeling of him against me sent shivers down my spine. Each kiss, a smile found its way onto my lips. It was perfect. I could quite easily be with him every morning but that would be against the rules we had set for ourselves.

No strings attached.