Playing With The Puppet Master

11

I woke up in the morning before Donna did. It took the better part of an hour, but I slipped away from the bed without waking her. I changed as quickly as I could while keeping an eye on her. I travelled down to the kitchen where Jordan busied herself as she always did. Adrien was glued to her side, helping as best she could with the little information she knew about the kitchen. The girl set down a bowl for her lover to dump sugar, eggs, and vanilla into and whipped away.

"Morning!" I chimed as I stole the stool and took a seat in front of them.

"Are you going to the stronghold today?" Jordan asked. The annoyance in her tone matched the furrow of her brow. I slowly nodded. Her head nudged over to her lover. "Take this moron with you."

"Hm?" I asked. Adrien rolled her eyes.

"She's sick of me already," Adrien added. "Took most of the fall and winter, but she's sick of me."

"I'm not sick of you. I just need to focus today!" Jordan argued.

"Why?" I asked.

"Donna's birthday is in a few days, and I don't have everything I need for her cake. I need to focus on what I'm making and having a beautifully distracting girl by my side is finally putting me at my wits end!" My head perked up at the comment.

"Birthday?"

"Yeah, it's in like three days," Adrien added. "Usually all of the staff gets together and grabs different knacks from Duke. I think Georgia already got hers."

"And with Mabel and Luci gone, we really need to step up our game," Jordan added.

"Well, I mean...if you want Adrien to go, she can. Just as long as she's quiet when needed."

"I can do that. Can we stop at the Duke on the way back?"

"Yeah, we can do that." Jordan was quick to shoo her away from her side of the counter and to my side. Two bowls of oats sat in front of us.

"Good, now eat and get going!" Adrien and I stared at our bowls of steaming oats before tucking in. Well, this already promised on being a fun day and it barely started. After breakfast, I walked back up to the room I stayed in while Adrien played with my handgun downstairs. I slipped into her room quietly. Her eye cracked open as soon as I walked through the door. A satisfied smirk faded onto her face as her hand jutted up toward me. I smiled as I walked over to her. My hand slipped into her. She pulled me into bed with the strength of a titan and wrapped me up in her embrace. Kisses trailed from my lips down my neck and pulled the collar aside to suck on my collarbone.

"Donnnna!" I giggled as her grip around me tightened. "I have to go do recon today! Adrien is waiting downstairs."

"Do not talk about work in bed," Donna grumbled as her hands slipped under my shirt. I squealed at the freezing hands as the top went over my head and thrown aside.

"Donna!"

"No!" She whined as she nuzzled into me. "You already made me upset by just getting out of bed without me."

"I'm here for work," I chuckled as her naked body cuddled into mine.

"No, you're in here for me." Her hands trailed around my chest and back as I fought to get out of bed. When her full body laid on top of me, I was trapped. I sighed softly as I stared down at her. Her messy mane covered the cadou on her face, so I only saw the half with her eye. A playful smile teased her lips. I sighed.

"You're going to be the death of me," I said as my head fell against the pillow. Donna chuckled darkly in reply.

"There is a chance."