The Light You Give

22.

Warning: Mature themes.

An alarm blares, pulling me from my weighted sleep. Seth's phone buzzes on the windowsill next to me. His arm is draped carefully around my waist. His breaths tickled the back of my neck.

I roll over carefully, after turning his annoying alarm off.

"Seth." I whisper prodding his shoulder gently.

"mmm." He moans snuggling further under the covers.

My lips pull into a grin.

Fuck he's cute.

"Seth wakey," I whisper again prodding him. He stays silent. I roll my eyes and begin to trace the features of his face. When it gets to his lips I trace them carefully. They move forwards and kiss my finger, before pulling into a smile.

"I knew you were awake," I mutter pulling my hand away. Seth frowns and grabs my hand bringing it up to his face again. I roll my eyes and trace it carefully.

"Your alarms went off," I inform him.

"I don't care." He mutters with a moan, not bothering to open his eyes.

"Do you want to leave my house without getting caught?" I ask him tracing the shape of his lips.

"I don't care." He pouts again pretending to bite one of my fingers softly, his eyes still closed.

"Your such a baby when you wake up," I say with a roll of my eyes. His lips tug into a smile as he pulls me closer to him.

"Just shhh and cuddle with me for a while longer." He mutters, resting his hands on my lower back.

"but-" I start.

"It's still dark out." He mutters and his hand reaches for my face as he pats it gently, finding my lips and pressing his finger to them. I roll my eyes poke out my tongue.

"Yummy." He says jokingly.

Yes, you are.

I think to myself. I run my hands down his neck, tracing the lines of his abs gently. His stomach tenses underneath my touch.

"Be careful with that princess." He says opening his eyes. A smug smirk resting on his lips.

"With what?" I ask him innocently. Bringing my finger up and traced his collarbone. He looks at me sleepily, his hair messy, a half-smile resting on his face.

Father my kids holy shit.

"What was that?" He asks grinning.

"What was what?" I ask him confused.

"Father my kids?" He says grinning. A small blush creeps into my neck. My hands trace the muscles of his back gently.

"I-" I start biting my lip.

"Fuck your beautiful." He mutters, his green eyes passionately meeting mine. "sorry." He says his gaze dropping.

Without thinking my hand reaches up and brushes his cheek carefully. Running down his neck and resting on his bicep. His eyes meet mine, sending a burning passion coursing through me. And with one slight movement, we collide.

My lips find his and I'm enveloped in a world of everything nice. His tongue carefully traces along my lip, asking for entrance to which I easily let him. He moves on top of me, holding his weight up of me, his lips working magic, sending shivers down my body.

I run my fingers down his back as he lets out a satisfied sound. We break apart for a second to catch our breaths before colliding again. I push his shoulder and he rolls over, I climb on top of him, wrapping my legs around his torso, leaning down and kissing him passionately. His hands find my waist before slipping down to my ass giving it a light squeeze, to which I let out a soft moan. He grins. I squeeze my thigh's around him and I feel him slowly stirring.