You are turned away from me on your pillow, something you do whenever you are upset with me. I sighed as I climbed into bed beside you. I pulled the blanket up to my chest and fiddled with the hem, contemplating an apology in my head. I sighed again, before turning my back to you, and forcefully squeezed my eyes shut.
*Go and sleep.*
*Fuck you if you think you’re going to sleep without apologising.*
*What? It wasn’t even my fault! Why should I say sorr-*
*Then I don’t think you’re gonna sleep very well tonight…*
“ARGH!” I sat up in exasperation and scowled at my conscience. I mindfully took a deep breath, and thoroughly exhaled. I looked over at you, and you are still sleeping, snoring lightly.
I slowly sneak up to you while you are still asleep. I tuck your hair behind your ear. I softly kiss your temple, plant kisses all over your studded ear, and nibbled on your earlobe.
“I’m sorry, love.” I whispered in your ear.
You stirred at the sound of my voice, but your eyelids were still heavy with sleep. Why does it feel so hot? I threw the blanket off us, and inched closer to you. I slid my leg over yours, hugging you like my bolster. I nestled my face in your hair, and took in the smell of your favourite shampoo. I held you tighter, pressing my involuntary erection into the small of your back.
I heard a mew, and feel your hand reach over to caress my stubbly face. You slowly turned in bed to face me, and you gave me a smile that nearly sent me over the edge. I drew a sharp breath, and cupped your face with my hands. “Ohhh, youuu.” I groaned before hurriedly pressing my lips into yours. I pull your nightie up your thighs, before slipping my hand between your legs. My finger found your happy button, and I gently rubbed it, the way you taught me to. You moaned into my mouth as we kissed and made up.
I scrambled off the bed, held your hips, and pulled you to the edge where I knelt. I pried open your legs, brought my mouth down to your pussy and gave it a good licking. You squealed at this surprise. I feel your body jerk, and you lifted your bum and pushed your pussy into my mouth. Your moans get louder as you held my head ransom between your legs. I shoved my tongue into your now-slippery entrance while you pushed your own buttons until you convulsed with a joyous cry of surrender.
I stood up and watched you, flushed with arousal, your hard, pierced nipples poking through your thin, silky nightie. I feel my blood rush down to my member, and I swiftly pulled my shorts down to whip it out. You immediately grabbed my cock in your hand, and I grunted when I realised how hard I had gotten. I felt all my embarrassment leak out onto your hands. I held my hand over yours and we stroked my penis together. Then, you steered my hard dick towards your warm, pulsating entrance. I rubbed my cock all over your wetness, and you let out a long moan, your body jerking ever so slightly. I knew you wanted it so badly.
I plunged in, and I felt the first crashing wave of pleasure shoot up my spine. I start thrusting, and then I feel your pussy assertively tighten around my hardness. The second swash of pleasure, which drowned out my cries as I shot out the last drop of pride, brought me to my knees.
You sat up, and took me to your bosom. I looked up, and gazed into your forgiving eyes.
“We don’t have enough time in one lifetime to hold grudges”, you said, smiling.
And our lips met, once again for the night.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vyd8m9/wake_up_to_make_up_m_f
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