{Xavier Knight}

I wake up really comfortably, I feel warm and cuddle further into my heat source.

"Hmm," my heat source hums. Are they supposed to? No.

I open my eyes and see the back of my girlfriend's head and smile.

I kiss her head and turn to look at the time; 11:20 PM. Holy shit I've slept so much.

I go to get up but my body aches a bit so I decide I need to hold my girl longer to get better. Yes, it works. Don't question it.

I slide my hands around her waist and she moves a bit, turning around and resting her head against my bandaged chest.

Her eyes open and she blinks up at me, smiling. This is officially the best day of my life.

"Good morning," she mumbles, placing her head back on my chest.

"Good morning muffin," I grin.

"Time please," she murmurs.

"Around 11:20 PM," I inform, not wanting to look away from her.

"Get up?" She asks quietly.

"In a bit," I answer, pulling her closer and burying my face in her neck, and breath in. She smells mouthwatering.

I pull away even though I don't want to. If I stay any longer I won't get up at all.

I stand up and the blanket pulls off her. That's when I notice my shirt has ridden up to her waist, exposing her smooth legs. She borrowed it because she didn't want to sleep in jeans and I happily gave it to her, I love the thought of her in my clothes. When I saw her in them I decided that she looks the best in my clothes.

She looks even better in my bed with them on.

She notices me staring and turns around, cuddling into the pillow next to her, acting like she doesn't realize.

I stare at my view for a bit longer, my eyes tracing her curves, then turn away, walking into the bathroom before I do anything.

I want to wait. I want our first to be special but if she keeps doing that I don't think this plan will go through.

I walk into the bathroom and freshen up and walk out. I see Amaya asleep again and I cover her so she doesn't get cold and head downstairs to make us some food.

Even though it's almost midnight, I'm sure she is hungry.

I ate the muffin she got me before I fell asleep but other than that I haven't eaten anything in two days so I was starving too.

After making us some sandwiches, I go bake up to my room to find her still asleep so I set down the plates and walk over to her side.

"Muffin," I whisper, gliding my knuckles against her cheeks.

"Hmm?" She stirs.

"I made us some sandwiches. Let's eat," I lay down slightly, pulling her to my chest.

"You're hurt," she mumbles, trying to pull away.

"It doesn't hurt," I assure. It really doesn't and even if it did I wouldn't care.

She lays there for a bit before sitting up and turning to look at me.

"You should've woken me up, I would make you something. You shouldn't move around a lot," she looks cute when she is worried.

"Baby, worst things have happened to me. I'm sure I can handle some minor cuts and bruises" I reassure.

"But still-" I cut her off.

"No buts. I'm fine. Now get your sexy ass up and freshen up so we can eat," I order, pulling her up and guiding her to the bathroom. "Anything you need is in the last drawer."

I wait on the edge of the bed till She walks out of the bathroom after a little and I pull her onto my lap and hand her the plate that contained the sandwich.

She takes it and we both eat there, at the edge of the bed. With her on my lap. Not that I'm complaining.

"Anything you would like to do?" I ask when we finish our sandwiches.

"Let's watch a movie," she answers.

"Okay you put something on and I'll put the dishes in the kitchen," I say walking toward the door. "The laptop is in my bedside table drawer."

After putting the dishes in the kitchen, I walk back to my room and she has my gun in her hand. I don't panic much because she already knows about the mafia but I wonder if she doesn't like it.

"What are you doing?" I laugh.

"It's a gun," she states. Really? I didn't know baby.

"Yeah," I grin.

"Is it loaded?" she questions, still staring at the gun.

"Yeah but the safety is on, don't worry," I assure.

"Why do you have it here?" She finally looks at me, concern in her eyes.

"Just in case someone breaks in so I keep that for protection. There are a few all around my room," I inform. "Does it make you uncomfortable? I can remove them."

"No, it's okay. I just don't want you to hurt yourself," she smiles. Oh, my precious muffin.

"I won't, gorgeous. I've had it there for a while," she worries too much.

"It's pretty," she is right, it was a nice gun; It was mostly matte black with gold details. It was my favorite gun and now I liked it even more since she likes it.

"Yeah?" I tilt my head playfully.

"Yeah," she giggles.

I walk over to her and take the gun, setting it aside. I then position her so she is laying down completely and climb on top of her.

She lets out a cute squeal because she didn't expect me to suddenly climb on her but I just grab her hands and pin them on top of her head and just stare at her.

"What?" she laughs.

I don't say anything but I do lean in and kiss her. slowly this time because last time I noticed she wasn't being able to keep up.

As we make out, I take one of my hands and gradually slide it under her, my, shirt still holding both her hands above her head with my other hand.

I start kissing down her neck, sucking on some spots. When I get to a specific spot on her neck and suck she lets out a slight moan so I suck harder as one would.

Fuck, this needs to stop soon. But my mouth has other ideas.

I start kissing her exposed stomach. While I'm doing that, she manages to get one of her hands out of my grip and pulls me to kiss her again. I obviously comply.

She wraps her legs around my waist and her arm around my neck while the other one is still in my hold. She twists her other hand and I let go, wanting to see what's in her mind.

She slides her other hand up my shirt and outlines my abs. why does that feel so good?

My hand goes higher up her shirt and stops right under her breasts and the other one goes to rest on her face.

I get lost in her lips for a while, loving the feeling of them.

I flip us over so she can be on top and I let her do whatever she is comfortable with.

She sits on me, her legs on either side of my waist and she continues kissing me.

"Can you take off your shirt?" she whispers.

I sit up a bit and pull my shirt off of me and lay back down.

She goes back to kissing me but this time she kisses my cuts and bruises with feathered kisses. The side of my lip, my cheek, my eyebrow, and the bride of my nose.

Moving down, she places a few kisses on my neck and then gets to the cuts and bruises on my body. Fuck. I suck in and hold my breath. She places a light kiss on the bruise on my shoulder then the bandaged cut on my collarbone and my eyes shut close.

I place my hands on her waist and let her do her thing. She continues till she moves lower and grazes her lips along my abs. I groan slightly. Okay. This needs to stop. Fuck, I don't want it to.

She comes back up and places her lips on mine again and we just make out. We both run out of breath and she lays her head on my chest, breathing heavily.

"We can't until you are healed," she mumbles.

"I'm healed," I state as a matter of fact.

"I mean when the bruises are somewhat faded," she laughs.

"The kisses helped a lot. Thank you muffin," I kiss her head.

"Anytime," she smiles.

"I'll keep that in mind," I beam. She just laughs.

"What time is it?" she asks after a while.

I look to the side and see it's 3:12 AM. Holy shit. We have been making out for at least 2 hours.

"3:12 AM," I laugh at her shocked expression.

"I have work in 2 hours," she sighs.

"No, you don't. I mean I'm sure your boss wouldn't mind if you miss a day," I smirk.

"Stop, just because you are my boyfriend doesn't mean I can skip a day for no reason," she giggles.

"Well, no. But you know dating me has some advantages," I grin.

"Some? There are more than some but I don't want my job to be one of them," she smiles. Aww, she is so fucking nice.

"Come on, please? Just this once I promise," I pout.

"Fine. Just because you look cute doing that. But I'm serious, just this once," she narrows her brows.

"Deal. Now let's watch that movie before we get... distracted again."