For what felt like the millionth time tonight, you shifted, tossed and turned in the king sized bed. The heat tonight was just to much for you to handle and it kept you up, much to your dismay. Brendon was out like a light beside you, unaffected by the heat, 'lucky him'. Starting to get frustrated now, you angrily tried to get comfortable, saying a few profanities out loud about how it was to hot to sleep. And when Brendon stirred, you were not at all surprised that you had accidentally woken him up. He groaned tiredly in protest, as you continued to try and get comfortable. Sleepily he slowly moved on top of you, pressing you down into the mattress with his body weight. Brendon brought his lips to your ear and took in a breath before speaking. "Sweet cheeks, If you don't stop moving around and complaining about how hot it is, I'm going to give you a reason to feel hot"
