Lah.
Sleep is overrated.
Or at least, to Amber, letting Hiashi get any sleep was overrated. She couldn't help herself. Just seeing him laying there, so peaceful...
...and so very vulnerable.
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It was after one of his late night performances, that Hiashi came home to find Amber already asleep in their bed. A grin spread across his face, as he carefully sat on the bed next to her.
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The next morning Amber awoke to find that she had been stripped of her pajamas, and there were slight marks from bites and kisses on her neck, breasts, and thighs. She felt deliciously sore.
But Hiashi wasn't there next to her. The smells of a cooking breakfast were in the air. She looked for her pajamas, only to find that they weren't there. So she pulled on one of Hiashi's shirts, and wandered towards the kitchen.
Hiashi was cooking as she entered the room. He just grinned and thought to himself, as she gave him a hug from behind.
Revenge. A dish normally served cold, unless its in a warm bed...