Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Slim Shady Era

Chapter 44

My eyes slowly fanned open to the sound of breathing down my ear. Marshall was spooned right up to me, his leg over mine, arm clutched around my waist and I could feel his cheek pressed up against my shoulder. I closed my eyes and smiled as I put my arm back under the cover and on top of his arm that was cradling me. I put my fingers between his limp hand and pulled his hand up to my chest, cuddling his arm as I attempted to nod back off... But it wasn't working. I was too stimulated by the fact of being cuddled up to a man who I loved.
I didn't want to wake him and annoy him but he had had a good sleep, he was asleep before I even got the chance to share a goodnight kiss with him. I could not sleep at all, and as Marshall hadn't said goodnight to Nathan like he usually did I was assuming the house was free, I decided to get up.
I has a little route around in his walk in closet to find some socks and boxers, I also pinched a shirt that drenched me. I decided to clear our glasses from the living room. Walking around this mansion gave me a look in of such a high standard way of living in luxury. Yes I was quite well-off at home, but it made me look working class compared to his level of living. I didn't know how to work his TV so I decided to sit down on the sofa and just take it all in, this house was magnificent, I wanted to explore every corner of it.

As I sat stroking through my hair, I felt a little mischievous smile tweak across my lips. I just had to wake him up. So much of him needing to be up early!
I walked up stairs and crept down the hallway, breathing cautiously as I reopened his bedroom door. I giggled ever so slightly onto my fingertips as I looked at him, both arms at the side of his head lead on his back, literally sprawled out in the middle of his ginormous bed. I snook further into the room, walking carefully up to the bed, a floorboard creaked! I froze like a statue! There was no chance I could wake him up by surprising him with a few ice cubes down his boxers now! Across his face a dopey smile emerged,

"I knew you was comin'" he mumbled, opening one eye,
"What're you doing with a glass of ice?" He woke up some more with a grin,

"I was gonna put it by your side in the table for when you woke up and needed a drink" I did a little chuckle as I parked myself at the end of his bed whilst I watched him wake himself up with a huge yawn,

"Bullshit" he sat up and tried to grab it from me,

"Marshall no!!!!!" I screamed and laughed as he fought with me for it, he'd grabbed the ice and started piling it into his undies that I had on,
"You bastard!!!" I laughed uncontrollably as I got off the bed and scooped the ice out, he laughed as he put the glass down, picking up the ice on the bed and putting it back into the glass,

"Sleep well?" He turned over to look back at me,

"Yeah" I chirped whilst sitting down with him,

"Come here" he grumbled as he rolled onto his back, he closed his eyes as he pulled me onto his chest,

"Marshall, come on" I prodded his side to encourage him to get up,

"Hmpff!" Bursted out of his lips as I poked his ribs,

"Come on you lazy twat!" I giggled as he pinned me to his chest to make me settle,

"I'm up" he laughed a little, the sound of his cheeky laughs were heavenly, he had such a cheeky, seductive chuckle,
"Nice set of clothes you got on there" his eyes analysed me,

"Oh this old thing?" I ran my hands down his shirt, we both smiled at each other,

"Old? I ain't even worn that yet" he tugged the tshirt on me,
"I can't even find you in that" he smirked,

"Yeah it's huge! Are all your tops this big?"

"Yea"

"What even size is it?" I could of easily fit about three of me in it,