Rise and shine

"Mornin' sleepy head."

Soothing words roused me from a deep sleep. Words that I had hoped would have been accompanied by the most beautiful smile in the world. A loving smile from the woman who had agreed to spend the rest of her life with me. Instead, as my eyes came into focus, I was greeted by the acne scarred face of Guy.

"Mmhh? Oh, hey. Good morning." I mumbled. Stretching my stiff muscles. Spending the whole night sleeping in this chair hadn't done my back any favours.

"Sleep well???" Guy asked.

I'd heard of resting bitch face before. This wasn't quite that. Instead of an aura of bitchieness, Guy had one of those faces that made you want to punch him. I didn't like his attitude, but right now he was talking and acting pleasant. From anyone else, I would have taken this wake up in good faith. But with Guy... for some reason my brain kept telling me he deserved to be punched right in his face.

"Yeah I guess." I told him instead of punching his face. "How about you?"

"Oh, my sleep?" Guy smiled. Tripling my desire to punch. "My sleep was divine! The bed was sooo soft, I've never felt more satisfied."

The bed? Did he mean the couch he slept on? I guess it was a pretty soft couch.

"You should hurry up and get dressed. We're about to head out." Guy said.

"Huh? Go out where?"

"Me and Sarah have to work on a little group project. You don't have to come but-"

"No no. I'll come!" I said. There was no way I was going to leave Guy alone with Sarah if I could help it. I trusted her of course, but I didn't trust him not to take advantage of her.

"Figured. Go put a new shirt on and tell Sarah to hurry up then. The studio opens at nine."

Studio? Sarah was a nursing student, what group project would they need a studio for? I could have asked Guy, but I was worried I would actually punch him if we kept talking while I was half awake. I'd rather hear it from Sarah anyways.

It took a second to get up, my arms and legs feeling dead after the heavy sleep. I could vaguely remember waking up and hearing Guy masturbating, but I pushed the memory deep down. Not something I wanted to remember more about.

Stumbling into my bedroom, I found Sarah standing in a towel. Her back to ne as she so casually and gracefully sorted through clothes placed on our bed. Bending over the towel rose up, showing off more of her gorgeously soft thighs. My heart skipped a beat. Not just from seeing my beautiful girlfriend half naked, but from knowing that this was a sight I would get to see every morning now.

Walking up behind her, I pulled her into a hug. Playfully running my hands over her body.

"Still?" She lightly giggled, whispering. "We don't have time, he could hear us."

"How about just for a kiss?"

"Liam?!" Sarah sounds around to see me. Almost sounding shocked to see me, but then who else could she have been expecting? "Oh, yeah... a kiss... umm.. I haven't brushed my teeth yet soo.."

"You're always at your most beautiful to me." I told her. Holding her tight as I gave her a quick, but passionate kiss on the lips. There was a strange taste to it, and something cool and wet brushed up onto my face

Wiping the substance off the side of my lips, I could see it was a white thick cream. A little had rubbed off on me, but there was a much bigger glob of it still on the side of her mouth.

"Moisturiser?" I asked.

"Umm, ahh... that's my special lip cream." Sarah's eyes darted around the room. Not meeting my own. "If you tasted anything... that's, that's what that was."

She sounded a little frantic, or frazzled. Was she nervous about whatever was happening today? Still in the process of waking up, like I was? Or maybe... maybe she was mad at me? Mad I didn't come to bed last night?

"I'm sorry I fell asleep on the couch last night." I apologised. "I really wanted our first night here to be perfect."

"You don't-" Sarah started to talk, but stopped herself. She seemed more upset now that I'd apologised. Was I just digging this hole deeper?

"It's okay. I... I still love you! No matter what!" So she was really mad at me then? Girls were scary! Even Sarah who I loved and knew everything about could be hard to emotionally read sometimes.

"I love you too." I said. Smiling back at her. "Here, let me get this for you."

Living out my romantic dreams, I rubbed the rest of Sarah's special cream over her lips. A simple act of casual intimacy that felt so good to do. Sarah felt it as well. Her cheeks blushing as I glided the thick cream across her lips with my finger.

Satisfied I had rubbed it all in, I kissed her again. She was hesitant at first, probably not wanting me to mess the lip cream up, but she eventually gave in. Kissing me harder than I'd expected, her tongue flitting with mine.

"For a lip moisturiser, that sure does taste salty." I chuckled. The taste was twice as potent this time. I didn't even touch her lips with my tongue, but it felt like that saltiness was all over it.

"Yeah... but it's..." Sarah gulped hard. Still blushing from the kiss "It's really good. I... I don't want to, but I might get more. Is that okay?"

She didn't want to, but she was going too? Girls really didn't make sense to me. If you don't want to do something, just don't do it! Maybe she was just saying the bad taste was worth the effect it had on her? I didn't think she needed any product to be as beautiful as she could be, but I wasn't going to stop her from having something that made her feel good about herself.

"Sure! Get as much as you want!" I smiled reassuringly at her. Walking over to the cupboards to throw some fresh clothes on. "I might even try some if you've got too much! My mouth feels so dry this morning."

"I'm out right now!" Sarah stammered out. "And umm... it's girls only..."

"Right. Don't worry! I won't start stealing all of your products now that we live together! I'm a good boyfriend you know!"

"You are. You really are! The best boyfriend a girl could ask for. I really don't deserve you..."

"Don't talk like that Sarah." I said pulling a new shirt over my face. "If I'm a good boyfriend, then you're an amazing girlfriend! Someone I want to spend...."

I stopped myself from going further. I wanted so badly to just ask her right now. To go get the ring and see it on her finger today! I would regret it though. Regret being inpatient and not making the moment as magical as she deserved. I only had one chance to make this right, and a lifetime to enjoy it. Sarah wasn't going anywhere, and Guy would be gone soon. I could wait a bit more.

"Humm?"

"I just love you is all." I told her. Kissing her softly one more time. "Now hurry up and get dressed! We're both editing for you!"

"Right. I'll be out in just a sec." She seemed a little calmer now. Knowing I had that effect on her felt ten times better than just seeing a ring on her finger would.

Walking back out of the room, Guy was slouching on the couch. His eyes buried in his phone. He had the volume down low, but it kind of sounded like he was watching porn again?

"What are you watching?" I asked. Curious to see how he would react.

"Just checking to see how many views something I posted got. No big deal." He grinned. Putting his phone away. He was either a very smooth lier, or I had misheard the video. "What did you think about her outfit?"

"She wasn't dressed yet." I told him, sitting back down. How did he know what her outfit was going to be? Was it related to this group project? I'd forgotten to ask Sarah what it was anyways.

Well it didn't really matter. I'd find out eventually, and would enjoy doing anything if it was with her. Even with Guy tagging along.

We waited a few more minutes for Sarah to get ready. Guy occasionally looking st his phone again and smirking. Even fully awake now I still felt a burning desire to punch him in the face. I guess it wasn't completely undeserved after how he acted yesterday.

In fact, thinking about yesterday. This was the perfect chance I'd been waiting for to set him straight. To let him know I wasn't going to tolerate any more weird pervy behaviour around Sarah!

"Listen, Guy-"

"I'm ready!" Sarah came out of our room, beaming with excited energy for the day. Leaving me mouth agape mid sentence as I took in just what she was wearing.

"Let's get going guys, we've got a big day ahead!"