DancingKitsune

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All it took was a simple misplaced knee and I was up.

Forgetting almost immediately the reason why I was even awake, I look ahead of me sleepily to notice turquoise walls with dark chocolate furniture, and this is definitely still Nathaniel's housel. 'We must've fallen asleep during the movie earlier...' A look at the clock on the bureau made me double take for a moment, seeing how I was never up on my own at five in the morning.

And then the blasted knee rubbed there again, and I remembered what woke me up. Stifling a groan, I felt my face grow hot and I knew that this definitely was not the way I had intended spending the morning at my recently-regained friend's house.

I turned a bit to look over my shoulder at Nathaniel, who was very much still asleep. I try to move a bit away from him, as to put some much needed breathing room between us. It worked for a few seconds before it backfired on me as Nathaniel mewled slightly and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me back to him.

Normally, everything in me would be screaming at me to turn around and show him just who would be the dominant one of us. Normally, I would turn around and start messing around with him, just to mess with his head a bit. But right now, both of those would probably just backfire with Nathaniel waking up and thinking that I was the one who started on him, not the other way around.

Then I would be stuck outside of his favor again. And as much as I love my dear cousin, she's not a guy friend that I'm majorly crushing on.

Sighing to myself, I try to ignore the whole situation at fall asleep again. I almost succeed too, until Nathaniel buried his face into the back of my neck, sounding slightly out of breath. 'This is not good...!' I think to myself when I noticed that he was having an effect on me.

Again I try to pull out of his grip. I finally manage to get into a half up position, my hand decided that the sheet was slippery and I fell back down into Nathaniel. Instead of waking up, Nathaniel just wrapped himself around me and pulled me even tighter to himself. He was panting now.

That's when I noticed something pressing into my backside. Nathaniel buried his face into the back of my neck and half-moaned loudly, followed by even more pants. I felt myself become even more aroused and my own breath start to quicken.

Next thing I knew he was grinding up against me, his moans being muffled somewhat by my neck. The sensation and friction of the grinding added to the fact that it was him who was doing it only seemed to arouse me even further. I couldn’t help myself from groaning slightly as I grinded back some, which caused him to moan even louder.

He only ground back harder in response, and I had to cover my mouth so that I didn’t wake him. We both grinded against each other, him panting and moaning freely into my neck as I tried to muffle myself with my hand, going so far as to bite it when covering started to become not enough.

After a bit he started to become almost frantic, his moans were getting closer and closer together. Then I felt him press even closer to me and tense up, and he started to moan something. “Le..” What? Le what? “..Ah…” Leah? Leah. You’ve got to be freaking kidding me. His breath evened out for a few moments, before he woke up.

“Ahg, not again…” I heard him mumble to himself as he detangled himself from the covers. He made his way through the room, stumbling a few times in his half-asleep state as he did so. First he went to his bureau to grab some clothes, then went into his personal bathroom.

I roll my eyes at him, as some voice in the back of my head cracks the old phase of “it could be worse”. ‘Yeah,’ I think to myself, ‘It could. He could’ve said some other guy’s name.’

But man, what a downer.