last night you and Elliot had been drinking and all you can remember is kissing Elliot on your couch

you wake and feel strong arms wrapped around your waist, keeping you pressed against a large, muscular body, which you obviously knew was Elliot. You slowly start to get up, trying not to wake him, only to realise you both barely had any clothes on, you stop trying to get up when you hear Elliot's deep, rough morning voice

"Five more minutes" he tightens his arms around your waist