Freak In You [𝟏𝟖+] [𝐆𝐱𝐆]

15 | So Poetic

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"You steal the covers in your sleep."

I smiled, stretching out as I said, "I'm glad."

Noa gave me a narrowed look, but it was clear she was amused by her failed joke on me.

However, when she held a hand to her mouth and scrunched up her nose, my eyes widened dramatically.

"Noa cut it out," I said, knowing what she was about to say.

Noa only scrunched up her nose further, "You really need to brush your teeth," she said, but it was clear that she was still entirely unserious.

I gave her a challenging look, "Yeah?" I said, leaning into her, which only forced her to lean back.

"Lunden stop," Noa said, but it was clearly an empty request due to her chuckling.

I smiled further, crawling up to lean into her for a kiss—but when she pulled back even further, I gave her a tilted look, suddenly feeling challenged.

A smirk formed on my lips as I quickly straddled her, holding her down in place as her chuckles turned into laughs.

"You're so fucking competitive," she laughed as I pulled her hands away from her face.

I flicked my dark hair over my shoulder, "I like to refer to myself as a winner," I said cockily, leaning down to press a brief kiss to her lips.

However, before I had a chance to pull away, Noa pulled me back—deepening the kiss as her hands gripped my waist in place.

I chuckled against Noa's lips when she skillfully slid her tongue into my mouth.

"I take it you wake up like this?" I asked in amusement, pulling away from her lips fully.

Noa smirked up at me, "I do, miss bedhead," she teased, reaching up to play with the ends of my dark hair.

I scoffed dramatically, "Um my hair looks amazing when I wake up," I said defensively, allowing my tone to remain light and joking.

Noa shook her head as her smirk grew, "You in general look amazing when you wake up," she said, easily making my face burn with a subtle heat.

How is she able to switch the mood so quickly?

And smoothly at that?

Noa slid her hand down my body before subtly trailing up my thigh and under her shirt that I was wearing.

"You look so fuckable too," Noa murmured, easily prickling my skin with goosebumps.

"Wow you're so poetic," I teased.

Noa chuckled to herself, gently lifting the white shirt up as her thumb grazed the covered tattoo, "How does this feel?" she asked, carefully eyeing the tattoo.

I wanted to ask for another one with the same distraction, but I knew eventually my skin would be littered with ink if I went down that road.

I shrugged, "It doesn't hurt honestly."

Noa nodded once, "Good," she said, still allowing her thumb to graze my covered skin slightly, "I'll clean it before you leave."

I hate how warm that just made me feel.

I smiled, "Aw Noa boa—you'd do that for me?" I teased.

Noa gave me a narrowed look, clearly hating the nickname, "I take it you wake up like this?" she said, mocking what I had previously said.