YOUR POV
You were staying the night at you boyfriend Michael's house. This was a complete surprise to you until about 5 minutes ago. "Hey babe I don't have any pjs can I have one of your shirts?" You say as your sitting on the couch, just finished off the new Anchorman movie. "Yeah she come with me." He say leading you up the stairs to his bedroom. He handed me a Nirvana shirt. I laugh going to the bathroom changing. His shirt just fell under my bum hiding my underwear nicely. Not to self do not lean over. You came running down the stairs to meet Michael. He looks up from his phone and stares at you wide eyes. "What?" You say pulling at the hem of his shirt feeling uncomfortable. He walks over to you, bending down to whisper in your ear "You look damn good in my clothes." His hot breath on your neck. You giggle blushing. "It's the best that you have no pants on." He says smirking at you. "If it was more hygienic I would do you on the kitchen table." He says smiling again. "Screw it." You say pulling in down and kissing him.
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