Too Much For Mr. Ootori?

Bacon Time

        I finished making the bacon and other assortment, the thick expensive bacon being the center piece, of course. I set the plates on the table and left to retrieve the sleeping Kyoya. I walked in to see him curled up squeezing the pillow like a child. I leaned over and carefully wrapped my arms around him.
        "Kyoya," I whispered, "it's time for breakfast~" He reached out and grabbed me.
        "Mmmfff!" My objections were muffled as he wrapped me up in his arms and kissed my neck.
        "Are you my breakfast?~" Kyoya asked half asleep.
        "N-no!" My face turned hot as all kinds of dirty thoughts filled my head. I did my best to quell them all. No! Stop! He's just tired! He doesn't actually mean what I was thinking! As I tried to cool myself, Kyoya nibbled on the side of my neck.
        "Ah! Kyoya! What are you doing?!" Kyoya please! My body can't handle this!
        "Having breakfast~ you taste incredible."
        "You need to get up!" He's to tipsy when he's tired. Like a drunk old man. Kyoya sucked on the sensitive flesh of my neck.
        "Kyoya! Please! Enough!" I gasped, my breath was erratic along with my heart. I could hardly stand.
        "I am up, I just want to play with you~" His voice was deep and raspy with sleep.
        "Kyoya, I made you a whole breakfast! Please come eat with me before it gets cold!" If he continues down this road I may just die.
        "Fine." He released me and sat up. At least he respects all my hard work! I practically dragged him to the table afterwards. As I was about to sit down, he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. My back was right up against his chest, with more awareness than I had upon waking up, I felt more clearly the toned hardness of his chest.
        Before I could say anything, Kyoya stuffed a piece of bacon in my mouth with two fingers.
        "Your sitting here, and that's final." I had nothing to retort.