Luther, Your beloved partner, Has always hated it when you left the bed first things first in the morning. He would always pull you back into his embrace whenever you tried to leave, And you cant help but stay.

As you opened your eyes, You were met with the bright sunlight that came in from the window, Making you blink a couple times.

You stared back at your sleeping partner whom had his arms wrapped around your waist, Keeping you in a tight embrace to prevent you from leaving.

As you discreetly tried to wriggle out of his arms, He tightened his hold on you, Throwing his leg over yours, Locking them inbetween his to prevent you from moving.

“Stop trying to leave, Love.. Please.”

He pleaded, Burying his face into the crook of your neck from behind before slipping one of his hands into your shirt, Caressing your stomach.