“Come on, my love, good boy, wake up. My silly husband I’m going to be late for work.”

John says gently as he tries to wake you up. After the night you spent, he made you a delicious breakfast, but you want to sleep more. You are tired and your stomach hurts. John picks you up and carries you to the kitchen. He puts you in his lap. You are still asleep, so he sucks on your neck. You complain and he laughs and says

“Okay,my baby boy my pretty husband, no more hickeys But you have to wake up, okay? You usually eat. Come on, don’t make me feel guilty about last night and all.”