it was a lazy saturday morning. we were still in bed laying together, watching how i met your mother. it was a happy morning.
“hey annnnna?” drew said, poking me in the side. “yes?” I responded, looking over at him. he didn't say anything, just closed the distance and pressed his lips to mine. he didn't pull back, but instead kissed me harder, me returning the action.
he moved to hover over me, not once breaking the kiss. I grabbed his neck, pulling him closer. he pushed his tongue into my mouth, lightly brushing over my bottom lip before stroking my tongue, causing a moan to fall from my lips. he stopped and moved to my neck leaving soft little kisses down to my collarbone. “harder. please,” I begged.
he moved up to the sweet spot on my neck, sucking and nipping, sure to leave a bruise when he was done. I let out an involuntary moan which seemed to encourage him. he worked his way back down again, making my stomach and head spin. he used one of his hands to tug on the bottom of my shirt, mumbling a short “off. now.”
I quickly tossed my shirt aside, taking his with mine. he placed a kiss on my cheek, on my lips, my neck, my collar bone, my chest, and eventually to my stomach. “drew, wait,” I said, pushing him back lightly. “what's wrong, love?” he asked, concerned.
“I... I um... I can't do this. ” I managed to spit out. he simply looked at me with confusion clear across his face. I sat up, curling into a little ball and not looking him in the eye. “it's okay. just tell me what's wrong...”
I shook my head and said never mind, that it's nothing. “its obviously not nothing. is it because you're insecure about something you shouldn't be?” I slowly nodded. “tell me where.”
I sighed and poked my calves, watching them move after I did so. I pointed to my thighs and the stretch marks that lived there. moving up and pulling my waistband down slightly, I showed him the faint pink reminders of hard times. he didn't say anything, just looked at the places I showed him and seemed to be deep in thought.
“I love you so much. every little part of you,” drew said as he left little kisses on one of my calves, making me giggle. he kissed up to where the stretch marks resided. glancing up at me first, he pulled down the waistband of my bottoms just enough to see the scars. he placed a kiss there, lingering for a few seconds. “you are perfect. just the way you are.”
we spent the rest of the morning kissing and cuddling, forgetting about the rest of the world, and any insecurities and existed before.
this is kind of rushed because i was falling asleep but i hope it's not too bad 😋
