It's game night.
It's the first time spending time like this with my boyfriend, his friends and mine. We were all in Luke and I's apartment, Mal and I dressed in the matching pajamas that Luke had gotten for us. It was this bright pink monstrosity. Luke had also gotten a matching set for himself an Jhoni but it was a neon green that hurt if you stare at it for too long. Gio also got his own, bright yellow pajamas that had a matching hat, even though he refused to wear it.
They didn't need to say that this was the first time they were doing something like this. Mal had stared at his clothes for a long time and then turned his gaze to me. I was already in mine and I liked it, it felt soft.
Mal looked so good in the pajama when he does slip them on.
Fastforward a couple hours later and we were seated in the living room, scrabble board on the floor, bottles of peppermint snaps on the table, some of them empty, with shot glasses.
"Quizzify." I said as I placed the y on a tripple word box and I let out a oud whoop.
"No!" Gio groaned while Jhoni gave me a high five and Mal chuckled, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
"Holy shit, that's a score of 419."
"No. . ." Gio groaned.
So far my score was at eight hundred, Mal was at five hundred, Luke and Jhoni was at four, Gio was at a hundred. We were tipsy and Luke and I kept giggling and laughing.
"I'm no longer playing."
"I didn't even think you were playing anyway. You're still at a hundred."
Gio groaned and reached for the bottle and took a big gulp, wincing at the burn because I know it burns. He threw his letters on the board and laid down on the ground, looking up at the ceiling.
"The room is spinning."
"It's because you drank too much, buddy." Mal chuckled as he passed his friend bottle of water. It wasn't my turn to play and from where I was, I could easily lean against Mal, maybe even place my head on his lap. The room was starting to spin. And we were having much fun and it was the best.
"Should we call it a night?" Jhoni asked while watching and making sure Luke drank at least half a bottle of water. I was already so sleepy. Through my sleepy haze, I felt my body be lifted up by my strong big man.
"Your strong big man?" Mal asked, chuckling as he walked towards my room.
"Hm. You're my Hercules." I said, giggling to myself and humming that one disney song. Who put the glad in the gladiator. . .
Mal gently placed me on the bed and then covered me up with the duvet, tucking it into my side. He was sitting right by my side, fingers gently going through my hair.
"We should have sexy times." I said, looking up at him, my words slurring a bit.
"We are definitely not having sexy times while you are drunk." Mal said, shaking his head at me.
"How are you not drunk?"
"Flower, it's going to take more than two bottles of peppermint schnapps to get me drunk." Mal teased, trailing his finger down my nose. Oooh, not fair. He has the lungs of a gladiator. Ooh, like that song I was humming earlier. . .
"Come let's cuddle and sleep." I said, patting the space in front of me.
Mal got up from the bed and flipped the lights off, he quickly made his way over to the bed and slipped in. His hand going around my shoulder, pulling me closer until my head was on his chest and arm thrown over his stomach.

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Kneel (ManxMan) (BDSM) (18+) ✔️
RomanceAlexei Ivey is a shy and sweet twenty five year old who has been working at Armas Marketing for a year. He is a sub who knows what he wants. And what he wants, is a man whom he wholeheartedly wanted to belong to. A relationship. Malakai Armas is s...