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Eden Hazard - Deadlines and Temptation

Words: 719

Warnings: a bit NSFW, there is some light smut in it

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It was early in the day. You had to get up early in the morning because of work. You had a deadline that evening, and you still had a lot of work to do and you couldn't postpone it anymore. So, regrettably, you had to leave a deliciously naked Eden behind in your bed while you had to settle down behind your computer.

So there you were typing away on your computer in your room, focusing on the screen in front of you, when suddenly a bit of movement from the bed drew your attention. Your eyes darted over and your heart skipped a beat when Eden had shifted in his sleep and now the blanket that was previously covering him below the waist had slipped down and was now resting just under his butt. He was laying on his stomach facing away from you and you couldn't help letting your eyes wander over his form and biting your lip.

After a minute, you took a deep breath and tore your eyes away from his form lying there all alone in your bed and refocused on your work in front of you. You really had to finish this article, or you were in big trouble.

Another hour passed without much movement from Eden, except from when he turned around to lay on his back. This made it even harder for you to focus on your screen and it took enormous self-discipline to control yourself and not join him in bed. At one point you nearly did, and only an e-mail from your boss ensured you didn't. If it weren't for the fact that Eden was sleeping, you'd swear he was distracting you on purpose.

But then he shifted again, and you looked at him in your peripheral vision. He stretched his arms out above his head, arching his back and giving a little grunt. Your eyes flickered towards him and you saw him turn his head confusedly when he didn't feel you next to him. When he finally located you sitting behind your desk, he smiled and pushed himself up, pulling the blanket with him so that it covered his lap. He leaned back with one of his hands behind his head and the other resting on his thigh on top of the blanket. His back was leaning against the headboard.

"Hi babe. How long you been awake?" His raspy morning voice filled the room and you swallowed, suddenly feeling a bit warmer than you already were.

"It's been about 2 hours, now." You replied, leaning on your forearms on your desk. Smiling at him, you trailed your eyes down his body and back up again, lingering on the area just below his stomach before meeting his eyes. He huffed silently in laughter and shook his head at your actions.

"You know, if you want this," he grabbed his crotch with the hand that was previously resting on his thigh, "so much, then why don't you come here and join me in bed?" he suggested.

You shook your head and replied, "You know I can't, babe. Don't tempt me."

Eden shrugged and said, "Suit yourself."

It was silent for a few moments and you assumed he had gone back to sleep. If Eden could sleep in, he would. He really liked to sleep. But suddenly you heard a slight moan from the bed. Snapping your head towards your boyfriend, you found him with his hand beneath the covers. Was he-?

Your mouth fell open a bit and your heart started beating a bit faster at what he was doing.

"What-," Your voice cracked, and you had to clear your throat before you continued, "What are you doing?" If your voice sounded a bit higher than usual, that wasn't your fault.

"Just because you can't, doesn't mean I can't." He moaned as he slowly moved his hand up and down underneath the blanket. He looked towards you and winked with a wicked grin on his face, moaning lather loudly and obscenely and starting to move his hips upwards sensually, knowing it would drive you crazy.

And it did.

"Damn you, Eden!"

You slammed your laptop shut before you stood up to go join him in the bed, hastily taking off your blouse whilst his throaty laughter echoed in the background.