I woke up in the morning, in our bed, like how I guessed that I would be. I yawned, still feeling slightly sleepy, and turned to look at Rob, who was awake. He turned his head, and smiled sweetly at me.

I was struggling to keep a straight face though, admittedly. His messy hair was styled amazingly, but it did look a bit funny this morning. He well and truly had the morning style hair, bless him. And yet, it suited him.

''How are this morning, sleepyhead?'' He asked me jokingly, turning on his side so that he was facing me. I gave that a thought…I felt very good actually. I felt like I had had plenty of sleep, and I definitely didn't feel very stressed this morning.

''Great thanks…how long have I been asleep for?'' I asked him unsure. He just chuckled quietly in response, making me know that I must have had a long sleep. I felt guilty about that for some reason.

''Eighteen hours,'' he replied casually, even though that was a hell of a long time. I gasped in shock, bolting upwards, before instantly falling back to the bed again.

''Whoa, no wonder I have a head rush.'' I replied, making him grin. He helped me sit back up on the bed, before he allowed his hands to fall from my face, and rest gently on the sides of my arms. The sheer touch was enough to make me shiver.

He took my face back into his hands again, and pressed his lips down to mine urgently before I had the chance to do anything. I kissed him back, urgently pulling his face rougher to mine, so that we fit more perfectly together.

I fell back lightly against the bed, his body following the movements. I just wrapped my legs tight around his waist, when he stopped, and pulled away. I groaned in frustration. He couldn't kiss me like that then pull away without…well without giving me more.

''Rob please...stay here.'' I begged him in desperation. I pulled desperately at his back, trying to lower his body back to mine, but he wouldn't let me. I exhaled another groan of despair, and tried in vain to pull his face back to mine, so that I could kiss him. He still refused to let me though, earning a growl of annoyance from me.

''If I carry on love…I wont be able to stop.'' He warned me, as though that was going to stop me. I huffed at him in response, still trying to pull him close to me, only to be rejected again.

''Then don't.'' I requested hopefully, before pulling his body back to mine, and letting my lips find his again…

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