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"Carter, Carter wake up!" a voice hissed.
I groaned and opened my eyes groggily.
Zia was standing at the side of my bed, in her pajamas, looking amused and impatient. I bolted up, not really sure if I was dreaming or not.
"I-hi-what are you doing here? I mean, not that I don't want you here-" I rambled, my face turning red.
She smiled, making me lose my voice, "I'm feeling lonely. I thought maybe you could keep me company."
I blinked, totally at a loss for words. For a second I just stared at her, and she stared back, looking increasingly amused at how lost and stunned I was.
"Are you going to make room for me?" she finally prompted. I blushed and moved over, helping her onto the bed.
"What do you want to do?"
She smiled, "Carter, it's two in the morning. I want to sleep, obviously. Now, lie down and keep me company."
Well, I guess I'd be rude to tell her no, I thought, trying to ignore the fact that if I got caught I was never going to live this down.
Zia rolled on her side and I hesitantly wrapped my arm around her waist. She snuggled into my side and I was suddenly very glad that it was dark so she couldn't see how red my face was. I put my chin on her head and waited for her to say something else. However, when I looked down I saw that she was fast asleep on my arm.
Fantastic, I muttered in my head, my arm is already numb.
But despite that, I felt pretty happy and I let her sleep. I closed my eyes, ready to drift off.
When I woke up, I was suddenly aware of the fact that letting Zia spend the night spooned into my side was not to my favor. Nor the fact that she was still there, very tightly wound up in my side. In fact, we were so tangled, I didn't know if I could escape without waking her.
Oh gods, please let her stay asleep, I prayed weakly. I imagined Horus laughing at my request, amused with the situation.
I shifted experimentally and to my dismay, so did she.
"gods, this is going to suck," I muttered. I gently untangled my legs and arms from her very, very slowly and started to inch away, hoping she would stay asleep.
Of course not.
"Morning Carter," Zia yawned. "If you wanted to move, you could have just move me." she snuggled back into me before I could move away.
For a second she looked surprised. My face turned bright red and I thought of a few excuses, none of which would work.
"I-ah-" I started, only to be cut off by Zia locking her lips on mine. I relaxed, kissing her back and momentarily forgetting my dilemma. I was so distracted by her lips; I didn't even notice her hands as they slid into my pajama pants.
"What are you doing?" I half-moaned when I felt the heat from her palms wrap around my hardened erection.
"Carter, really, you could have asked," Zia chided. "No need to be shy."
She squeezed and I instantly moaned, arching up. She chuckled, "you aren't used to this, are you?"
As if to prove herself correct, she pinched my tip, making my whole body spark. I writhed, sweat beading my forehead. I panted, not used to this at all. Zia smiled again, leaning down to kiss me while she twisted and gripped, slow and steady. I arched up to meet her lips, my breathing heavy.
"Damn it," I moaned, rocking my hips with her hand. I felt like I was going to explode. Any minute-
"Ah!" I gasped, going limp.
Zia took her hand back, "Well that didn't take long."
She licked her fingers and hopped off my bed, giving me a sweet kiss before she left.
I laid there, watching the ceiling fan turn.
"What the hell just happened?"