《Smii7yxOC》Crazy.
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Jaren's resting body laid beneath my right arm and leg as we stayed huddled in that one part of the bed. His left hand rested on my knee as his fingers stayed in the small area behind my knee. Keeping me up and my body in position. His other arm wrapped around my body as it hooked from the top of my shoulder and down my back.
Slowly, my eyes fluttered open and my limbs stretched out. Just slightly as I wanted Smii7y to stay where he was. My right hand brushed up and down his chest lightly in an almost thought. My head was on his right shoulder and yet he seemed to be equally comfortable on both sides.
Feeling smooth AF, my entire body moved so that I was sat on his hips. His hand had moved to rest on my hip and his other hand did the same. Then I slowly lowered down and found his neck. My lips contacting and moving so softly.
Between his morning voice and the pleasure that he felt, I could hear the richest sounds ever heard to man. Until finally I found his sweet spot and I could see after that he had to bite his lip.
When I saw that he was biting his bottom lip, and hard, I pulled it out using my thumb and that placed my lip there. As my hands found his shoulders. Tickling up and down slightly.
"Oh, Jaren. I'm so sorry." There were marks and it was bad. I rubbed my fingers over the many marks but he pulled my hand back to his eyesight.
"I like them." He hadn't even seen them and I felt glad he trusted me so profusely and he was also smooth as fuck.
"You can make more." He bit his lip in some sort of anticipation only for me to once again pull it out but I placed a finger in the space instead. He bit down daring me to go and I did.
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I could tell the more sensitive patches from the others as he accidentally bit a little harder on them. Only, the pain made me realise I had done it right and so I tried some more to elicit a reaction.
I decided to stop it there and I pulled on his top. Making him pout and I only kissed him again before throwing my top and him and walking to the kitchen. He shouted at me as I did so but I swayed my hips a little more and then walked to where I wanted to.
"Ah, wondered where you got to last night," Miriam commented as I walked into the kitchen and I winked as well, whilst lifting my eyebrows at her.
"Your girl was getting some," I told her and she was less than surprised. Clearly, she had made such an assumption and then she ate her food some more as I pulled cereal out from the cupboard. Jaren walked down and gave a squeal.
"I swear. You are a child sometimes." Jaren continued walking into the kitchen and not even a glance was sent to the room as he then approached me and pretended to be all thuggish.
"Wat ya gonna do 'bout it?" His arms moved out and swung in the air back and forth as if he was squaring up to me. His bare chest was puffed out as he slowly forced me to go to the cabinet not far behind me and then stand up against it. As his chest moved to press up against mine.
His arms wrapped around me and then he kissed me on the lips. I wanted to move my arms up but the top may have lifted too high and so Miriam may have gotten a view. So, I let my hands rest at his elbows.
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Jaren had another idea as he brought my arms up and my hands had to rest on his neck and shoulders. His hands then fell to my hips and I knew that the top was near to the base of my booty. So I pulled away. My arms wrapped around his neck for a brief second before I pushed him a little and then made more breakfast.
"You know how to make a girl's morning." Of all of Miriam's traits that was the one, I had the most and least love for. She could do anything, say anything, just to make any sort of situation the most awkward one a person has endured. And I had just flashed her my butt.
"Oh. Hey. I'm Jaren. You must be Miriam. I heard about you." She smiled and they both made the conscious effort not to shake the other person's hand.
"Just wash your hands. I did mine already." He acted like I was some sort of parent and I smiled. Watching him do exactly as I told and even wandering off to find a towel to dry his hands.
"Gotta love that boy. Goodness knows I do." It had been a poorly thought out phrase and Miriam raised her eyebrows at me. As if she was suggesting something.
The more I fought her the more she seemed to prove her point so I caved and just turned silent. Another talent I loved and hated that she possessed. Making someone feel wrong.
"What happened in here?" I shouted some sort of bland 'nothing' before Miriam could have said anything and then I handed him a bowl. We sat together and fed ourselves.
"You know, Eleos. I love you too." I turned to him and realised that he must have heard it all and I didn't punch him as I would have in the past. No mockery. I just kissed his lips and his arm wrapped around my chest as we sat at the table together.
"You know, Jaren. No matter how emotional you are, you always have the same deadpan face. Like 'cool' and also disappointed and to be fair, I am normally a disappointment so it makes sense actually." His lips touched the top of my head and then his chin rested on my head as he waited for me to finish eating my food.
"Do you remember what you said to me just before you told me your real name? You had to put some pants on and before you left you said one thing." I had to really think and then I could remember it. Like it was only a day ago.
"I told you that your voice didn't match your face." I smirked and laughed as I felt him give a hum in response to agree. Jaren had me complete and I was beyond happy. He was all I needed and I hoped that I was all he ever needed.
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