It’s 10 o’clock in the morning.
Drummer and I didn’t stop fucking until 9.
Why am I awake right now?
Cuz I’m the asshole who likes to WAKE UP WITH THE SUN and make sure my curtains and blinds are NEVER EVER CLOSED!
I’m not happy with myself right now.
Not to mention my jaw is killing me from that Molly…
Fuck. I’m also naked.
And wait…are we…?
Jesus Christ…I don’t even know who I am anymore!
I can’t remember the last time I spooned with a guy, I can’t remember the last time I SLEPT with a guy…I can’t remember the last time I even had a guy in my bed.
I don’t bring men home.
In FACT, when Drummer and I first dated…he never slept over.
Holy shit…was HE the last guy in my bed?
And here he is now…
In my bed yet again…
AND SPOONING ME.
Rolling out of his embrace, I hug my knees together and contemplate running.
Maybe I should go to church.
Na…God himself can’t get me out of this one.
I shove Drummer hard.
Now he’s awake too.
Me: *loud enough for the neighbors to hear* UMM!!!! WHAT THE FUCK?!
Drummer: *shocked and wide-eyed* AHH! WHAT?!
Me: *in a demanding tone* YOU FUCKED ME!!!!! YOU ASSHOLE!!! FRIENDS DON’T LET FRIENDS FUCK EACH OTHER!!!!!
Drummer: *matching my tone* EXCUSE ME! YOU’RE the one who tied ME up and blindfolded me and fucking gagged me and shit like a PSYCHO! *now giggling at the memory*
Me: *softening my tone* Yeah…well…you liked it *now giggling too*
Drummer: Yeah…so? *eyeing me like he’s picturing it as we speak*
Me: And you know you deserved it too… *eyeing him in return*
Drummer and I stare at each other with salacious smirks on our faces.
He’s so sexy…and cute…and wonderful…and awesome!
But now what?
Why’d I ask?!
I don’t wanna know the answer…
Me and my INCESSANT NEED to OVER-ANALYZE EVERYTHING!
Drummer presses his lips together and shrugs, the both of us still naked and holding onto our naughty parts like we haven’t spent the past five hours licking, sucking, and fucking them.
He’s tight-lipped fucking AGAIN!
Story of us.
Me: Ya know…once we get out of this bed…it’s FUCKING OVER…this is NEVER HAPPENING AGAIN! You hear me?!
Drummer: *sadly* Oh…kay….
Oh my God I just wanna eat him up, his blue eyes soft and suggesting that maybe JUST MAYBE it’s not over for him yet.
Fuck…it’s not over for me either.
I roll over on top of Drummer, straddling across him.
I pull his forehead up to meet mine as my arms fall fittingly atop his shoulders.
“So…let’s not get out of bed just yet…?” I innocently ask.
Drummer giggles and pulls me tighter against him.
“No, let’s not.”