MISTA DRABBLE...
Mista's hands patted around lazily in search of the warmth of your body that had been lying beside him just minutes ago. He groaned at the small sting when he cracked his eyes slightly to see where you went before realizing that you went to the bathroom. Heaving a large sleepy sigh he rolled off the bed and blindly trudged his way to the bathroom not even bothering to pull up the scarlet boxers that hung low on his hips. He groaned when the full light of the bathroom hit his sensitive eyes, forcing him to reach his hands into the small space of the washroom without looking until his fingers gripped the fabric of your nightwear. You were just about to rinse off the soap off your face when Mista hugged you from behind, laying his cheeks on your head and telling you how cold the bed was without you and that you should hurry up in a sleepy gruff voice. You giggled, finding how cute your boyfriend was when he sleepwalks and talks so cutely at you like this. You finished washing your face with him not letting up on his embrace and you had to take small heavy steps back to your shared bed with him laying most of his weight on your back. You squeaked when he spun you around and lifted you up high his torso, the hard muscles on his arms tensing up as you held onto him to stabilize yourself before blindly walking his way towards the bed. His knees bumped the edge and both of you toppled on the bed with a huff. You whined huffily at your boyfriend's sleep-induced clumsiness before giggling as he kissed his way lazily up your legs, thighs and hips before finally settling his head on your chest and heaving a content sigh.
"Hmm is this ok?"
"Yes, Mista it's ok." you chuckled as you scratched his head and closed your eyes, letting Mista's warm weight lull you back to sleep.
