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seventy one: spiderman

misto pov
i roll over onto my back, letting my feet dangle over one side of the bed, while my head is fully upside down.

i blink a few times as all the blood in my entire body (or at least thats what it felt like) rushes to my head.

i look around at the room and smile at how silly everything looks. it's all on the ceiling, how curious.

hmm... curious.

    tugger's down the hall doing laundry...

"baby!!!" i yell, sounding strained because my throat isn't used to being in strange positions. oh, wait. no, yeah it's used to that, just not talking while doing it. most of the time, my mouth is full. yes i just made a dick joke

"what?" comes the reply.

"come 'n give me a spider-man kiss!!" i yell back.

"a what?" tugger yells back, starting to follow my voice into our room.

"a spider-man kiss," i say in my normal voice, or as normal as it could be.

"oh," he says. "'kay."

i lean my head back even further, and he crouches over and kisses me up-side down.

     when he pulls away, i giggle. "that was weird," a pause, "do it again?"

     tugger smiles, nods, and kisses me again, a little tougher than before. i reach my hands up, and my fingers collide with his shoulder. because i'm upside-down and barely have any idea where i am, i have to trail them along his neck to find his face. when i do, i put the bottom of my palm on his cheekbone.

     he puts his hands on either side of me, holding himself up, and blocking me from everything but him, making me only think about his perfect lips...

     tugger bites my bottom lip gently, asking for me to open my mouth, and i playfully decline. doing this activates dom-tugger, and that, my friends, is when we both forgot about doing the laundry.

     sorry it was short, but i've been focusing more on my other book (pwease go read it 🥺)

     shall i make a part two...?