Farid lie sleeping in the bed, curled up with his knees tucked into his chest. His curls tangled around his face and became lost in the sea of blankets. The air was quiet, silent except for the chirping of birds and the waking of crickets. They harmonized quite well, actually.
Meggie yawned in content and laid down on top of Farid. He stirred in his sleep and put his hands on her back. Meggie scooted up and carefully ran her tongue along the outside of his ear. She smiled as Farid's lips curled up.
"Love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," said Meggie, resting her head against his chest.
"Did you enjoy last night?" he asked, rubbing her back.
Meggie traced her finger along his collar bone. "Quite."
Farid laughed. "I noticed," he chuckled as he shifted so she was abruptly cradled in his arms. One arm was beneath her knees, the other under her arms. Farid lifted them they were standing in the middle of the bed.
"What, might I ask, are you doing?" she giggled. Farid then hopped off the bed, ran through to the other side of the house, and burst through the back door.
Meggie started laughing again. "Farid! Bring us back inside!" she shouted.
"Why?" he asked, now spinning her around in circles.
"We're not wearing anything!" she yelled, probably loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
Farid pretended to look down at himself. "Oh, well would you look at that," he muttered. Meggie smacked him.
"Bring us back in."
"Or what?" he asked.
"Or I shall be forced to…torture you." She smiled.
Farid kissed her hard on the mouth. "That so?" he asked. Meggie nodded. "Well I suppose you'll just have to do that," he said as he sat them both down in the garden.
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-Dragon