Dazed and confused

Chapter Ten

My eyes slowly opened, the sun shot through timothees window. I groaned getting up, but I couldn't really move.

I was trapped, I looked up seeing timothee sleeping with his head tucked in my neck, his arms lazily around my waist. Occasionally feeling his breath on my neck.

I recalled moments from last night, bringing I smile on my face. I wriggled around on timothees crotch trying to get comfortable.
"What are you doing?"
He asked, eyes wide open.

I nearly jumped from my skin.
I then realised I had well- woken someone else up.
"Your digging into me."
I said half laughing.
"What do you think, your cute little ass we wriggling all over me."

I chuckled facing him, I felt his crotch poke into my stomach.
"How did you sleep?"
He asked tucking my hairs behind my ear.
"Well, what about you?"
I asked

He smirked kissing both of my cheeks.
"Well now that your here."
He said.

I nuzzled my head into his bare chest, I could hear his tummy rumble making me smile.
"Someone's hungry."
I said tracing with my finger his torso.

My fingers went down, until they met with his belly button. I felt him freeze.

I kept going down, I could feel how excited he was.

He grunted.
"Hey- um I could order some McDonald's?"
He said abruptly.

I smiled he kissed my cheek then my forehead then to my lips.

He turned us around so he was on top.
"I am craving some hot cakes."
I said between kisses.

He smirked.
"What else?"
He asked kissing my neck.

"I want- you."
He smirked again.
"I want you so badly."
I said.

"What about the food?"
He asked kissing down my chest.
"Fuck the food it can wait."
I said.

Before he got anywhere he jumped up.
"Well I'll go phone some room service."
My mouth fell wide open.

The throbbing sensation slowly disappearing.
I haven't gone that far with a guy since my fuck face Boyfriend.

And even he didn't want to do anything.
Am I not good enough?

Before my mind went to worst places, timothee came back into bed jumping under the covers.

Clearly trying to hide his- well. Excited- no that sounds weird.

"Yknow I need to text Lola- you can take care of-"
He smiled.

"No, uh- err it'll go away as time passes..."
I couldn't help but chuckle.

"What?"
He asked.

I laughed out harder.
He started tickling me down.
"I could take care of it for you..."
I bravely stated.

"No- I have something planned for us. So just wait you little dirty minx."
I playfully hit him.

"Room service?!"
We heard from the door.
"Well go on mr boner, get our food."
I said hitting him softly on the back.

He only had grey Calvin Klein boxers on.
This was going to be funny.

I placed his clothes behind my back.
"Wait where are my clothes?"
"Room service?!!"
We heard another bang at the door.
"Go on! I want some food!"
"But I need-"

"This is the last time I'm knocking-"
Timothee ran to the door, I heard some awkward "hi's" then the door slammed and timothee ran back in.
"It's a bit chilly, here's your shirt."
I said hanging him his white singlet.
"You little-"
He placed the food down tackling me with tickles and kissed, something I've learnt I can't bare.