Ooooh....it feels so good.
I allowed myself sink into the soft mattress and closed my eyes in pleasure.
To think, he actually wanted me to miss this and suffer on the cold floor....that jerk!!
If he comes back and I'm fast asleep, he wouldn't have the mind to push me off the bed right? He would just lie on the floor instead huh? Yes! Let him experience what sleeping on a cold tiled floor is.
I was about to join the dreamworld when i heard the door of the room open quietly...
No one came in...and the door was still open
I turned on the bedside lamp and sat upright...
"Who's there?" I asked.
The demon king came in view, his hand on the wall as he tried to prevent himself from falling....he staggered forward.
Great! He's drunk.
"Move..." He gestured to me to leave the bed.
"No..you use the couch or the floor...i took the bed first". I told him, adamant.
"I'm hungggryy". He slurred.
"Eish! Order something will you? Do i look like a cook to you?".
"That's...not what I..mean..". He took some unsteady steps towards the bed again and i jumped down...
"W-what do you mean?" I stammered.
He smirked and leaned towards me....
"I'll...eat...you..instead".
My eyes widened in horror and i took few steps backwards.
He stifled a laughter at my reaction and staggered forward almost falling...I lurched at him and caught him...then almost fell to the floor, but he caught me instead.
Great! Who's saving who now?
"Why did you drink so much?! I hissed.
"You..smell..so good" He sniffed on me..
"Ugh! You creep! You smell horrible!" I snapped at him and tried pushing him away from me.
He released me and i held my nose..."Go have a bath! You reek of alcohol and cigar smoke".
He lurched forward and fell on me...we both went crashing to the bed, with him on top of me.
Ughhhhh!
"Get off! You're so heavy". I growled in frustration and pushed him but to no avail.
Why does he weigh this much?
"Aiden? get off me...now!"
He ignored me and rested his head on my b**bs, letting out a sigh of relief, then drifted into sleep.
Seriously? If he wasn't in this state...i would've strangled him.
"Ugh! Why am i stuck with someone like you?!!" I groaned out loud.
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I hugged the pillow tight and moaned in pleasure as a huge wave of comfort surge through me.
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Cupid's Twain
Teen Fiction"What? Who said anything about liking him? No! I don't like him". I replied quickly. "Stop lying to yourself... You can't beat Cupid". She said. "I said I don't like him, now you're talking about love?" I scoffed. "Yeah...Y...
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