Mako leans in behind you, his hands on your waist. He sways gently, his eyes drooped and his body warm. He hums tiredly, pulling you back and plopping down on the couch. You land in his lap, your rear to his hips. He doesn’t seem to notice.

He kisses your cheek, then your neck. Mmm…. Go back to sleep… He whispered, pulling you in and wrapping his arms around you. He closes his eyes and rests his chin on your head, his hands cupping your butt as he turns you around. Please… He whispers.