Aleena

My baby's really a stubborn little shit. I know he cares about me and wants me to rest but why doesn't he understand that having him close to me in the most intimate way is my solace, my shelter in a storm, my nirvana.

I sigh and cover us both with the duvet, deciding to just sleep the night away.

Till I'm awaken by soft whimpers in the middle of the night. Looking over at the bedside clock, I see it's 4 in the morning and then turning to my other side, I notice the sound that broke my slumber.

Asher is having another nightmare. His face's scrunched up in distress and lips quiver. My heart breaks.

"Ash, baby." I coo, scooting close to run my hand through his slightly damp hair in order to wake him up from his horrible past. I wish I could take away all of his pain. "It's okay, Asher. It's just a dream, it can't hurt you. You're safe, darling." I continue to whisper and press a kiss to his temple.

His face relaxes but he doesn't wake up, instead snuggles himself closer to me. I happily engulf him in my arms and kiss the top of his head. To ensure his better sleep, I pull my tank top up and right bra cup down, gently guiding my nipple to his pink, parted lips.

I slowly circle the tip around his lips then push it inside. He doesn't react at first but eventually his subconscious urges him and he starts to suck on it. A deep exhale of relief escapes me and I smile into the dark of the night.

Only if he knew my rest means this.

"You're safe." I softly speak again, my hand still going through his hair as I pull the duvet tightly around us.

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Morning sunrays cascading through the gaps of the curtains is what wakes me up the second time and I yawn, trying to stretch my limbs but not wanting to disrupt the peaceful boy cuddled into my chest.

Working my ass off for the past week, now I feel like I don't want to get out of bed just yet. I want to savour this moment a little longer. So, I close my eyes and decide to take another brief nap.

The next time I'm woken up, it's due to a wet feeling on my chest and down in my panties. I peel my eyes open and is immediately taken aback by the sight of Asher sucking my boob and squeezing the other while grinding his hips down on me.

"A-Asher." His name falls from my lips amidst a breathy moan, my breaths quickening and I grip the back of his head to tangle my fingers in his hair.

He pulls out of my nipple with a pop and smirks at me, the darkness looming his forest green eyes makes my toes curl and an involunteer whimper splutters out of my lips.

"You're too good to me, Al." Asher speaks in his deep, hoarse voice, sending jolts of pleasure to surge through me.

"Y-you deserve everything." I pant, urging him close to have our lips pressed in a desperate kiss, our tongues mingle instantly and we lose our senses into the desires.

I buck my hips in order to meet his, loving the sensation just as much even if there's clothes blocking the actual scene, it still pleases us from head to toe. Our lips devour each other's and moans keep flitting between the seal as our bodies move frantically till we can't breathe enough and is forced to pull away.

My eyes roll over as I ground myself around his shoulders and squeeze my legs around his waist as he thrusts into my clothed clit faster.

"C-close." He grunts and peppers kisses across my neck and jawline. I fist his messed up hair tight and throw my head back as my climax hits me in a tidal wave.

Asher follows right behind with a deep groan and collapses on top of me. Only now I notice that we're both topless. And the press of our bare chests together causes another wave of pleasure to hit me and a loud moan echoes.

"Fucking love mornings like this." He grumbles, kissing my cheek. I laugh, holding him to me.

"I know, baby. Me too. And sorry for not understanding your perspective last night." I kiss his nose.

He grins, sliding down to lay next to me on the bed, and pulls me into his arms.

"It's okay, and I'm sorry for ignoring you." He kisses my head as I tuck it under his chin.

"Baby, you have to know nothing you do could ever make me uncomfortable or unhappy, okay? Just- let it go, whatever shackles your past have over you. I promise I'm here to catch you." I say determindedly while staring deep into his eyes.

He looks like he's about to cry and when he crashes our lips in a hard, passionate kiss, I feel all of his emotions pouring into it. Hitting my soul and warming up my entire being.

It's safe to say we couldn't get out of bed till late afternoon.

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