I quickly picked up my mess from last night, threw on a pair of basketball shorts, and promptly fell back asleep. Theperk of working like I do is that I can fall asleep anywhere at any time because a lot of times I have to power nap my way through the day. I didn’t get home until four this morning, so even with Dec coming over, I really am exhausted. I had to have only been asleep a few minutes when I felt my bed dip. I tried to wake up, really I did, but when Declan pressed his broad chest into my back and wrapped his arm around me, I couldn’t help but let sleep pull me back under.
A little while later I’m in that half awake, half asleep state when I feel his fingers in my hair. My face is under some part of him, and my arm is wrapped around another. Prying my eyes open slowly, I notice my head is on his thigh and my arm is wrapped around his leg. Looking up, I see him concentrating on something on his phone. His brow furrows, and he furiously types out a response while only using one hand. The one in my hair never stops the rhythmic movements.
Deciding I’m tired of not having his attention, I press my lips into his sweatpants covered thigh. His fingers stop moving in my hair and I can feel the muscles in his leg lock up. I glance up at him again, and this time he’s smiling down at me.
“Hey, sleeping beauty. You awake this time?” He asks playfully.
“Probably. I’m sorry, last night kicked my ass.” I yawn while he removes his hand completely from my head. “You didn’t have to stay, you know. It wasn’t fair of me to summon you here just to crash before you even walked into the door.”
“It’s no big deal. I don’t have anything going on today besides emails and some calls to field.”
I eye his dick tenting his pants, and in my half awake state with my inhibitions lowered, I let my fingers trace up hislength. His hand grasps my wrist abruptly.
“Not unless you’re sure, Chaos.”
His gravelly voice does nothing but spur me on. I snake my hand down the front of his sweats and wrap my hand around his rock hard shaft. His skin is so soft and my firm grip causes him to groan. I’ve never done this to someone else, obviously, but I’m assuming it can’t be too different from what I do to myself. He hands me a bottle of lube and I nod in acknowledgment.
I pull his sweats down slightly, freeing his cock. Dammit, he’s big. I squirt some lube into my hand and grip his shaft again. He moans loudly as I focus on his head before using my thumb to swipe at his tip. I set a rhythm that has his eyes rolling in the back of his head.
“Dammit, Chaos. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
His body turns rigid as he groans out his climax. His release coats my hand, but my hand doesn’t stop moving until he pushes it away.
“Too much.” He pants out and runs his fingers through my hair.
I hop up quickly to wash my hands and get a washcloth. After making sure he’s all cleaned up and his clothes are back in place, I lay back in the position I was in when I woke up.
“Fuck, that was so good, Jakob.” He runs his hand through my short locks.
I kiss his covered thigh and nod in acknowledgment while snuggling back into him and closing my eyes.
“Oh no, absolutely not.” He shakes his leg, causing my makeshift pillow to rattle under me.
“No!” I half groan, half yell. He’s such a prick.
“Wake up, Jakob Emmett. You said you were awake thistime.” He tries for stern and no nonsense, but that just causes my dick to thicken even more and press into his leg.
“I said I wasprobablyawake. That’s not an enthusiastic yes, which means it’s a no. Did you not listen when your Da taught you about consent?” I cling to his leg like a petulant child. I am not a morning person no matter what time my ‘morning’ starts. He knows this, but still he shakes me off like I’m a nuisance.
“You are abratwhen you wake up. God, I forgot how infuriating you are.”
“Then let me sleep!” I exclaim while rolling off of him and shoving my head under my actual pillow.
“Fine, then I’m going to make waffles by myself.”
“Make me some.” I call after him but am well aware that it’s coming out muffled.
“No, if you want some you have to get up and help.” I hear him singsong by the door. I don’t even look, I just launch my pillow and hope it hits him. His laughter rings through the hallway. “Gotta be quicker than that.” He yells back at me as I jump up from bed and run after him. I’ll show him‘quicker than that’.
As soon as I cut the corner into the kitchen, he holds up my waffle maker like he’s going to throw it at me. He eyes me with that no nonsense glare he uses to get his way at work.
“Cut it out or I won’t make any breakfast.” He lifts his eyebrow at me, trying to decide if I’m going to be cool or not.
I hold my hands up in a placating manner. “Okay, okay. I’m cool. You don’t have to threaten me like that. It was rude and uncalled for.” Sauntering into the kitchen, I grab two bottles of water out of the fridge and toss one to Dec in a peace offering.
He catches it with ease and turns his back to me to get the waffle maker ready. That’s when I make my move. Using the tips of my toes, I quickly press them into the back of his knee, causing his leg to try and collapse from under him. It doesn’t hurt, it just scares the hell out of you. He catches himself on the counter before straightening up and glaring over his shoulder at me.
“Seriously? Are you twelve?” He tries to look pissed, but he can’t hide the twitch of his lips from me.
