Diamond no Ace Imagines.{DnA x Reader}

My Muse.(Kamiya Carlos Toshiki)

-Enjoy!-

  Your sweet slumber comes to an end as the overbearingly annoying alarm clock yaps at you to get up. You let out a little sigh and groan as your feet and arms stretch outwards for a cat-like stretch. The sun wasn't even up yet, but getting up early was something you were so used to now. Right at that moment, your sheets ruffle beside you and an arm slings around your bare waist.

"Ugh..." Carlos groans as he lazily reaches over to shut the clock up.

He then collapses back on to the bed headfirst and falls asleep once again.

"Nope. You're getting up now." you say firmly as you pull the duvet off his side of the bed.

"Unnn...(Your Name). Just five more minutes. I'm so tired." he pleads as he attempts to grab the sheets back.

You dig your nails into it to avoid it being taken away and come to a realisation that at this rate, you both would be chewed out by the coach himself. So you think of a better approach and pull yourself towards his body before wrapping your legs around his lower half. The tanned man reaches over sleepily and runs his hands along your curves lovingly and you let a small and sensual moan escape your lips. His eyes flutter open at the sound and he stares at your burning cheeks for a few seconds before shutting them again.

"Carlo-!" you begin to whine but you are quickly cut off by his lips overlapping yours.

  He leans over your body and presses his body onto yours before pulling you in for a series of passionate kisses. You are wide awake by the time the make out session comes to an end, and so is he. He then places his head on your bare chest and wraps his long arms around your back as he catches sight of the sunlight peeking through the cracks of the curtains. You both can hear the faint yet shrill sounds of the sports whistles outside, yet you don't move as you run your fingers through his luscious locks lovingly.

"I guess we can be a little late." you whisper with a humorous and cheeky tone lacing through your words.

"I like your thinking." he murmurs back before craning his neck forward to peck you on the lips.

    In the presence of the glowing sun, your breaths mingled as his kisses obliterated every single thing on your mind. The worries of the day dissipate as he savours the taste of your lips with such gentle lust. Warmth radiates from every single spot where his skin makes contact with yours, slowly spreading throughout your entire body and soul.

Carlos was your sun, and you were his muse.