Day 17 – Spooning
They argued a lot. And often. You could almost call it a hobby. They always found a reason to complain about each other, but the biggest point of contention in their relationship was the cuddling. Malik loved to cuddle with Mariku after sex and before going to sleep; to pet him and just enjoy his proximity. Mariku hated it. Although every morning he was clutching Malik so tightly, Malik could scarcely move, he wanted his peace and just sleep after sex.
Therefore, there was extra trouble every night because they simply didn't find a compromise.
"Mariku," Malik purred as his fingers danced down Mariku's spine. Mariku was resting on his stomach; his head turned away from Malik. "Just a little bit."
"I said no," muttered Mariku.
"Only for a few minutes."
"No!"
"Please."
"Bite me!"
"I just did. I don't demand anything impossible from you."
"You do."
"I wake up every morning in your stranglehold; so why not now?"
"I want to sleep."
"And I want to cuddle."
"Not my problem."
"It is!"
"Let me get some sleep. I'm tired!"
"I'll let you sleep, when you take me in your arms."
"No."
"Mariku!"
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Maybe because I've had enough of you," he hissed at him.
Malik mouth dropped open in surprise. He hadn't expected such harsh words. Furious, he pursed his lips and stared at Mariku. "Good," he spat and turned his back on Mariku. They often said the meanest things to each other, but this time Malik really felt hurt. He put his arms protectively around himself and curled up.
Mariku chewed on his lower lip. He didn't need to see Malik to know that he had gone too far. He simply wanted to be left alone. Why ended each day with a fight? Mariku sighed. He hated it when there was this awkward tension between them.
He turned to the side and slid close to Malik. He put his arms around him and pressed Malik against himself. "I didn't mean it," he whispered.
"Hmph."
"I'm sorry. I can never get enough of you, you know that."
"Then why won't you cuddle?"
Mariku sighed. "Because every time I'm so close to you, I get a hard-on and therefore can't fall asleep anymore."
Malik laughed softly, then he reached down and gently stroked Mariku's currently flaccid member. "Next time," he turned a little and kissed Mariku, "do something about it, no matter how late it is."