Modern 80’s James pulling you back down onto the bed and slapping your ass when you try to get up in the morning
ahh this is so cute.
you've both been in bed for hours, drifting in and out of sleep. he's been the big spoon, the little spoon, you've had your leg over his chest in what would be perceived as an uncomfortable position but you were more than comfy.
however, it was getting later, and you knew, however much you didn't want to, that it was time to get up.
"james?" you gently nudge him, yawning as you roll out of his grasp and let his hand fall limply on the bed where it had previously been draped across your stomach.
his mouth was parted, his eyes closed as he paid little attention to you.
"mhm?" he groaned, closing his mouth and swallowing away the dryness of his throat.
"gotta get up." you sit up in bed, rubbing at your eyes and stretching, pulling your shirt (that was askew due to james' constant wriggling around) straight.
james made an unintelligible noise, shuffling in bed as he nuzzled into the pillows.
yawning once again, you decide to ignore him for the time being, cracking your neck and preparing to go to the bathroom. just before you can stand up straight, a hand gripped onto your wrist and tugged you back down.
"jaaaames." you chastised, dragging out the 'a' of his name as he forced you back down into bed. he secured you to his chest, using all the strength he had whilst half asleep to stop you from leaving.
"we don't have anywhere to be." he said between a yawn, resting his head on your shoulder and settling back down to sleep.
"yeah but i'm not staying in bed all day." you tried wriggling out of his grasp but his arms were firmly secured around you, trapping you.
"why?"
"because it's unproductive."
he paused a minute, lifting his head from the crook of your shoulder and turning you around so he could look you in the eyes.
"who are you?"
you try and contain your laughter, gazing up at him with mirth.
"you're insane. who doesn't wanna stay in bed all day?"
"okay, i lied." you confess. "i just wanted to get away from you."
a smile graces his face, body stilling for a second before gripping onto your waist and using all his strength to roll you both over - you straddling his stomach.
he lands a smack on your ass, shaking his head and taking advantage of the proximity of your faces to plant a kiss on your lips. you pull away hastily, keeping your hands on his chest to steady yourself.
"morning breath." you say.
"your breath smells bad enough already now c'mere, give me a kiss."
you pretend to be offended, your dramatic gasp promptly cut off by his lips on yours and his hands snaking under your shirt.
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hi amber,did you see what did to you man/s? (how work in this case)
YEAH I SAW IT 20 MIN AFTER IS WAS RELEASED AND I WAS LEGIT LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND WHEN HE CAME ON SCREEN
I was shaking sm cause I could not draw him tiLL 2 AM BECAUSE OF WORK-
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