Kenny McCormick was a playboy, he’d been with almost half the school, and you’d ended up sleeping with him.

You’d forgotten to slip out the room last night, wanking up still in his bed lying under the covers, mentally cursing yourself for not leaving when you could.

Slowly you tried to get out of the bed trying not to wake him up, without waking him, you had heard from multiple people that he wasn’t a ‘cuddler’ and according to some rumours he always asked people to leave in the mornings.

And not wanting to experience the awkwardness of that, you were still trying to leave. Finally managed to get out the the bed, you began to collect your clothes, that was until a cold hand pulled you back into the bed.

“Where are youuu going?” He says drowsily, in a small tired and whiney voice. Pulling you back into the bed, tangling his body with yours, making sure you couldn’t go get.