She squeaked. "Well I would if you'd quit turning me on. I'm horny and exhausted both at the same time."
I hate you...or DO I?
"Then I'll stop." He said pushing himself off of her. He handed her her shirt and bra. "Put your clothes back on."
"Hey wait, I was only teasing you gentleman of a dork. Come back here. Clothes are stupid anyways."
"At least put your bra back on." He sighed rubbing his temple. "Please?"
"Fine." She put on the bra. "Uncomfortable huh?" She stretched out a bit. "I hate bras. I normally don't wear them."
"Well… you could keep it off if you wanted but put a shirt on?" He offered. "I know- I know you just put it on."
She sighed and took it off, and pulled on her shirt. "Why so against me wearing nothing?" She asked, looking at him.
"Just…I don't know- it bothers me?" He asked himself. "I really don't know… I'm sorry…" He muttered laying down.
"No it's fine. I don't really care. I was just wondering why, that's all." She pet his head. "It's okay really."
"Alright…" He said softly. "As long as you are really OK with it."
"Of course I am." She smiled and kissed his cheek.
"OK, seriously tell me if I do something you don't like." He mumbled trying not to be over paranoid.
"I will! I will I will. I promise I will. I like teasing and I like it rough. I like snuggles and your eyes, and the way you care about me. How gentle you are with me, and kind and sweet. Taking it slow, and with good care. I like a gentleman. I like how gorgeous you are."
He flushed covering his face. "Dang it you!" He whined rolling onto his back his face still covered.
"I like your smile, and your snarky little smirk, and your fluffy hair, and how safe I feel in your arms. I like to make you blush, and how your laugh sounds like rolling thunder. I like your kisses, and how I'm an addict for your lips. I love you."
He looked at her, his eyes filled with love. "Well, I like your sense of humor, and your sweet smile. I like how you care for your siblings, and how you're bluntly honest and get to the point. I like your cute hair, and pretty eyes. I like your lips, and I like it when you hug me."
She giggled and kissed him. "Well good. Keep talkin'. I don't get loved like this very often, cherry cheeks." She booped him and smiled.
"I wasn't done, just pausing." He hummed running his hands through her hair. "I like your childish side, and your serious side. I like your attitude and sass. I like your style, and your body. I like holding you hand, and having you touch me. I love you when you love me. And even when you don't, I will still love you."
"Who says I'm gonna stop loving you?" She said with concern tainting her voice as she looked at him.
"No one. I just wanted to let you know that I wouldn't stop." He said softly shutting his eyes.
"Awwwwwwww." She smiled and hugged him tightly.
He chuckled and rubbed her back. "Love you."
"I love you too sugar. Now, how about that nap huh?" She giggled, and snuggled in close. "Ya know. Maybe after a few dates you could move in with me."
"We'll see." He hummed. "But if we broke up, I'd have nowhere to go." He noted.
"That's a chance I'm willing to take for love." She giggled and kissed his cheeks.
"Alright, fine. But a few more dates." He chuckled some nuzzling close to her.
"Of course." She wrapped all around him, snuggling into his chest, and soon was asleep in his arms.
He smiled and rubbed her shoulder. "Man…she's so pretty." He hummed to himself. He gently sang a soft song to himself shutting his eyes.
She sighed softly in her sleep, and snuggled closer. "Waaaaaarm…" She mumbled, burying into him. The blankets were under the two.
He grabbed the edge of the blanket pulling it over the two. "Night sweetheart."