After a few more minutes of talking, he starts rubbing your back.
“Go back to sleep. I was just making sure I wasn’t dreaming or hallucinating.” He laughs a little, “Then I kind of just got carried away.”
You smile as you roll back over onto your side. He pulls you back to his chest and snuggles in. You have to admit this position is very distracting, obviously to him as well. He kisses the top of your head,
“I’ll be good go to sleep”.
You awake to the shower turning off and the mat next to you empty. You look up in time to see him walk out of your bathroom with only a very short towel wrapped around his waist. He looks up from drying his hair and smiles. “This barely fits around me, what on earth do you and Jak use?”
Whatever he just said, you didn’t hear a word of. Your brain disappeared the minute he walked out like that. You just sit there staring at him, you really hope you aren’t drooling. He looks over at you with a raised eyebrow, waves his hand in front of your face, then gets an adorably wicked grin on his face.
“I think I asked you this question before; like what you see?” He does a full turn with his arms out, stops at the front and strikes a couple of muscle man poses.
“This? Or maybe this? How’s this?” he asks waggling his eyebrows.
Your head drops into your hands as you start to giggle, “Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!”
He stalks towards you,
“Ah?!?! Really? Wait, ahh is bad or good?”
You peek through your fingers and all you see is towel, he has stopped directly in front of you.
“WAH!” you scream and scramble backwards, getting stopped by the wall. He drops to all fours,
“Running away again?”
He stops and looks down, “Hmm, might just slip off.”
At that you move your hands and stare him down.
“Trying to prove something to me or to yourself?”
He sits back on his haunches, “Do I need to advertise?”
“Hm, I don’t know. Maybe I don’t want what you’re offering. Didn’t you say you wanted your share when you called me a slut? Did you ever think I don’t want a share?”
He growls and grabs you as you try to pass him. He pulls you down next to him, “You seemed interested enough last night.”
“I thought I was dreaming. Dreams and reality, they are two different things you know?” He catches the gleam in your eye and answers it with a mischievous smile.
“Time to go back to bed then?” He leans over and bites you on the shoulder through your top.
“Ow!” you look shocked and he play pouts.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Here, let me kiss it better.”
He keeps his eyes on yours as he slides your top off your shoulder, leans down and presses a chaste kiss there.
A chill races up your spine and you push him away to stand back up.
“Down boy. We have a meeting in an hour. Get dressed,” you command as you head to the bathroom.
He laughs at your retreating backside as he stands.
“#9 so innocent.”
You turn at the door and give him a dead pan stare. He meets your stare and grabs the towel from his waist. You roll your eyes and shake your head to his laughter as you get a glimpse of underwear before slamming the bathroom door shut.