Chapter Six: SchoolShe wakes up curled in his chest. She lays with her ear to his heart for a long time, panting through kiss-bruised lips. She feels good, draped over his body like this. She's reluctant to get up, but the promise of seeing her friends again make her crawl up from his chest and attempt to start the day. They're kind of a mess. There is come drying between her legs and between their bodies and his pants are probably sticking to his skin in all sorts of uncomfortable ways. She tries to get up and yelps when her escape is stopped short by a firm grip around her.
His arm curls around her torso and pulls her closer.
"Where're you going, baby?" he mumbles.
"Bath," she whispers.
"Don't" he bites out, the glow of light from the window casting him in a sort of glow. "Don't show
