“Isn’t… isn’t it uncomfortable.. sleeping in one…?” he asked quietly, his body already pulling him down to sleep, nestled close against her and warmed by his love for her but also the close proximity of her body. Jack rested his head against the pillow, watching her face, as his hand continued to trace along her jaw gently.
“Not really,” she replied softly, cracking one eye open to peer up at him. “But if you want I’ll take it off.” And she giggled, reaching with her hands to begin the process of unhooking her bra and letting them slip free, pressing them against him softly.
And the bra flew to the floor.
She was too sleepy to continue teasing him, however, her arms wrapped around him as she hummed happily.
He knew when it was time to play, and time to rest. Jack smiled softly at her, wrapping his arms back around her and he nuzzled his cheek against hers, and sighed heavily; the post-love making exhaustion hitting him with all subtlety of a hammer.
“Better…” he whispered, liking the feeling of her skin flush against his, nothing between them at all. “I love you…” Jack uttered. “‘love you, love you…” he mumbled, already lulling to sleep.
Jack Maple 