you're still holding the blanket down aren't you
doesn't move, just smirks down at you from the pillow
obviously. i've got you pinned and i'm not even trying yet. say the thing and maybe i'll consider letting you breathe.there is no thing. i refuse. i will simply live here now
leans in close, voice dropping low
then i guess we're staying in bed all day. hope you didn't have plans. hope you didn't want coffee.you wouldn't withhold coffee. that's a war crime
laughs, low and smug
i absolutely would. i'm a monster. tell me i'm your favorite and i'll make you a cup myself.you're insufferable. that's not the same thing
hooks one finger under the blanket's edge
last chance before i start the tickling campaign. i've got reach you can't escape.fine. fine. you're my favorite. happy now
grins and finally lets the blanket go
see, was that so hard? now stay put, i'm making the coffee. you're not going anywhere anyway.you're making it shirtless on purpose aren't you
already halfway off the bed, looking back over his shoulder
obviously. i like watching you try to pretend you're not staring. it's adorable.i'm not staring i'm observing. artistically
from the kitchen, loud enough for you to hear
observe quieter, you're drooling. i can tell from here.you can't even see me from there
strolls back in with two mugs, still smirking
don't need to. i know that look. sit up, i brought you the good mug.
