Used every opportunity to mock what they'd gained together.
"Why are you here?" she asked, loving the warmth of his arms wrapped around her. He went to pull away. She held him still not wanting him to leave.
"You had a bad dream, and I couldn't leave you like that."
"A bad dream?" she asked, frowning.
"You were upset, whimpering in your sleep."
"I didn't mean to wake you."
"You didn't wake me, baby."
Baby, he called her baby. Smiling, she dropped her gaze back to his lips. Licking her own, she suddenly felt dry, parched even.
His fingers stroked her side, caressing her skin. She suddenly became aware of his na**d state. His c**k pressed against her hip, and she gasped.
Why was he hard?
"Do you need to use the bathroom?" she asked.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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