I had started waking up over an hour ago. Through my haze I knew someone was with me but it was too warm to move and I most defiantly was tired. I didn't care who I slept with, It would never be who I wanted it to be.
I would've stayed in bed but my partners morning wood was beginning to get annoying and I felt too sticky for comfort. With a sigh I slipped out of bed heading towards the bathroom not even giving the man in my bed a glance. It didn't matter if I face him now or later. There wouldn't ever be a relationship. I'm forever faithful even if the feelings not returned.
I'm only in the shower for a few minutes before strong arms wrap around me from behind. My bedmate is kissing down my neck, his beard tickling my skin. I moan when I feel his cock between my crevice. He's hard and so am I. I think, maybe, I could go for another round. Before I kick this guy out.
"Are you gonna call my name before crying that you'll never gonna get a chance to profess your love to me? Or are you gonna call me a dream again?"
"Stark!" he slipped into me causing me to scream out his name, too surprised that I actually slept with Stark AND admitted I love him, IN BED!
He stayed still just holding me. "Do you love me, Jack?"
"I-I love you Ung"
"Hmmm….Will you ever leave me, Jack?"
"N-no…Nnnnn"
"Good. Cause I love you and I'm very possessive of my things. I've already claimed you Jack. You can't leave me. Nobody else will ever touch you again."
"S-sta-NATHAN!"
"On the fourth day of Christmas"
Short but good.
~ikki~