You wake up in the middle of the night, hungry. Planning on eating the leftover pizza in your fridge, you slowly moved the hand wrapped around your waist and quietly made your way downstairs.

You were waiting for your leftover pizza to get heated in the microwave when you heard quiet footsteps behind you. Soon you felt strong muscular arms snaking around your waist from behind, a face nuzzling into your neck.

"Why'd you leave me?", Jay asks in that deep, husky, sleepy voice of his, kissing your neck softly.