Revolver Ocelot-MGS5
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A hand buried in your hair and the other tracing shapes on your back as he held you against himself. Staring at the clock as the minutes ticked away. In spite of the need to get up and start work around Mother Base, planting a kiss on your neck and settling back further into the mattress and pillow. Moving you up so your head was on his shoulder and your arms snaked around his neck, kissing your forehead before he patted your side and mumbled "Wake up, gorgeous."