Morning came. She woke up and tried to get up but failed. The guy's arm is wrapped around her waist. He stirred in his sleep and tightened his embrace. She turned around and kissed his nose. 
 

"Good morning." She tucked the guy's hair covering his eyes, to the side.
 

"Let me get up please so I can prepare breakfast." She pleaded.
 

It was supposed to be a request for him to let her go so she can cook but due to her pleading look, he dove in and kissed her instead. Another round of lovemaking was witnessed by their bedroom walls. 
 

After an hour or two, he reluctantly lets her get up. 

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"Get up, sleepy head. Breakfast's ready."  She poked him in his cheek but the guy on her bed didn't move. When she's about to poke him again, he grabbed her hand and pulled her to bed. She shrieked. 
 

"I ate already, remember?" He . 
 

She slapped him in jest. Knowing all too well what he meant when he said that. "That's not what I mean." She giggled. 
 

"I don't mind eating again." He raised his brows playfully. 
 

She laughed. "I meant real food, Babe. You'd get an upset stomach again if you don't eat." She caressed his face. She pushed him up after and pulled him out of bed. 

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