I walked into my apartment, Benny and Buffy greeted me at the door. Andy followed in behind me. Closing the door he looked around my small living room and kitchen area. It wasn't so much for four people and two dogs. I bent down and patted them both on the head for they would never leave me alone if I didn't.
"Wow this is some place you and Addie have here" Andy commented while patting Buffy on the head. Benny hadn't warmed up to him yet, he wouldn't leave my side. I wasn't surprised as seeing it took him so long to warm up to Clay. Jet had just been a different story.
"Thanks" I said moving around the dogs; Benny followed me to the kitchen like a sad puppy. He could be so odd some times.
"No problem and you have two dogs, wow one step up since I last saw you" Andy followed me too. Buffy just wouldn't leave him alone.
"Oh, no Buffy there is Jet's dog, Benny is mine" I told him putting my bag down on the counter.
"I see" he said.
"You can sit down if you want, I won't be long I just have to tell Jet that I'm here" I left Andy sitting on the couch with Buffy in his lap. She just would do anything to get attention. I escaped to my room.
I found Jet lying on my bed on top of the covers just like I had left him when I had left this morning. He was still sleeping, never to have moved a muscle. I walked around my bed to the window and pulled back the curtains. A little bit of sun shone in through the clouds but not enough to wake him up. I would just have to try something else.
I climbed on my bed and laid down next to him, his breathing was slow and steady; I could see his eye brow twitch through his blonde bangs. Luckily his hair was a normal color this morning and not some crazy color like blue or purple. I leaned in closer and placed my lips on his, kissing him would sure to wake him up. I pulled away, he didn't open his eyes, but he did smile like he was drunk or something, then a half gurgle half laugh came out of his mouth. He snuggled his face deeper into the pillows. Dam it; kissing him wasn't going to do the trick. But snapping the band of his boxers might just do it.
Scooting down on the bed I reached my arm over him and grabbed the soft material that had an elastic stretch to it in my fingers. He was wearing plaid red yellow and blue boxers today. I noticed that these boxers really formed around his butt, so that meant they were tight and if they were tight the snap on his skin would sting sure to wake him up. I pulled up the material; His butt cheeks looked pale and soft, good enough to trace my fingers over. I held my breath and let the soft cotton slip from my fingers making that lovely snapping sound on his skin. How I felt so bad, but how he woke up in a matter of seconds.
"Wow this is some place you and Addie have here" Andy commented while patting Buffy on the head. Benny hadn't warmed up to him yet, he wouldn't leave my side. I wasn't surprised as seeing it took him so long to warm up to Clay. Jet had just been a different story.
"Thanks" I said moving around the dogs; Benny followed me to the kitchen like a sad puppy. He could be so odd some times.
"No problem and you have two dogs, wow one step up since I last saw you" Andy followed me too. Buffy just wouldn't leave him alone.
"Oh, no Buffy there is Jet's dog, Benny is mine" I told him putting my bag down on the counter.
"I see" he said.
"You can sit down if you want, I won't be long I just have to tell Jet that I'm here" I left Andy sitting on the couch with Buffy in his lap. She just would do anything to get attention. I escaped to my room.
I found Jet lying on my bed on top of the covers just like I had left him when I had left this morning. He was still sleeping, never to have moved a muscle. I walked around my bed to the window and pulled back the curtains. A little bit of sun shone in through the clouds but not enough to wake him up. I would just have to try something else.
I climbed on my bed and laid down next to him, his breathing was slow and steady; I could see his eye brow twitch through his blonde bangs. Luckily his hair was a normal color this morning and not some crazy color like blue or purple. I leaned in closer and placed my lips on his, kissing him would sure to wake him up. I pulled away, he didn't open his eyes, but he did smile like he was drunk or something, then a half gurgle half laugh came out of his mouth. He snuggled his face deeper into the pillows. Dam it; kissing him wasn't going to do the trick. But snapping the band of his boxers might just do it.
Scooting down on the bed I reached my arm over him and grabbed the soft material that had an elastic stretch to it in my fingers. He was wearing plaid red yellow and blue boxers today. I noticed that these boxers really formed around his butt, so that meant they were tight and if they were tight the snap on his skin would sting sure to wake him up. I pulled up the material; His butt cheeks looked pale and soft, good enough to trace my fingers over. I held my breath and let the soft cotton slip from my fingers making that lovely snapping sound on his skin. How I felt so bad, but how he woke up in a matter of seconds.
