Wake Up Tired, Monday Mornings Suck

“Wha-?” Gemma mumbled in your ear.

You groaned, wincing a little as you woke up. Her warmth was next to you, her naked body pressed to yours under the covers, but she was shifting a little.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, your brain trying to catch up to your body in waking up.

“Fuck,” Gemma grunted softly.

“Oh,” you said and took a deep breath.

“Morning, guys,” Sabrina said brightly from under the covers, then went back to waking Gemma up with a tongue in her pussy.

“Sabrina,” Gemma groaned.

“Want me to stop?” Sabrina asked after a moment.

A long pause. “No,” Gemma finally said.

You chuckled and rolled a little so you were facing Gemma more, giving her a good morning kiss. “I’ll go make breakfast,” you said. “We don’t have a ton of time.”

“Thanks,” she said, closing her eyes as she enjoyed her wake-up call. She was on her side, one leg up and over yours, so Sabrina must have had her face sideways and crammed between her butt cheeks to get a tongue inside her.

You slipped out of bed and circled around, lifting the bottom of the covers and finding Sabrina’s feet. You lifted one up and kissed her ankle. “Morning, baby,” you said.

“Good morning, sexy man,” Sabrina said with a little wave, then pulled the sheet back down to cover her.

Chuckling, you went and handled your ablutions in the bathroom before heading to the kitchen.

This.

This was what you wanted life to look like. The three of you together, caring for each other in a rotation of different ways. Sexually, spiritually, domestically, emotionally. The next eight months were going to be close, but not quite right, with Gemma halfway across the world.

You were finishing up your breakfast prep when you heard the shower turning on, and Gemma came out from the bedroom to meet you in the kitchen. “She’s showering first,” Gemma said, then slipped into your arms and kissed you properly as she hugged you tight. “Good morning, love.”

“Good morning, love,” you murmured back. You had put on a pair of boxers, but she’d come out completely naked and just seeing and holding her like that was starting to give you a stiffy. “Now, I want to stay like this forever, but we need to get moving sooner than later.”

The two of you sat and started to eat, bantering lightly about the night before - more the arcade than the sex - and then Sabrina came out from the back with her hair in a towel and another one cinched around her chest. It was almost long enough to preserve her modesty. Gemma popped the last of her eggs into her mouth, mumbling her thanks before heading to grab her own shower, while Sabrina sat down in front of her prepared plate with a heavy sigh.

“Hi,” she said with a tired smile.

You chuckled and leaned over to kiss her, and the banter kicked right back off. She eventually ‘accidentally’ let the towel around her chest come loose and she was sitting there mostly naked as she finished breakfast. Then Gemma called that the shower was free, and you half expected Sabrina to follow you in but she ended up blow-drying her hair outside the stall instead of stepping in and distracting you.

The three of you made it out of the apartment in record time. You’d finally figured out your morning routine together.

Just in time for the summer to come to an end.

You felt like a king, walking down the street with Gemma holding one hand and your arm looped with Sabrina’s on the other side. They both looked, well, they looked like hot, young professionals. Even on the bus the three of you all just felt right together.

With your morning efficiency down, the three of you arrived in plenty of time to go do the coffee run together, so after spending some time in line at the coffee shop you headed into the office building.

“Morning, you guys,” Becks said with a big smile as she saw you. There were a few other people in the lobby so that was about the most flirting that could really happen.

“Good morning, Becks,” Sabrina said, scooping the coffee out of the carrier for her and setting it down, then pulling out an almond tart from the box you’d added to the order.

You left your fuck buddy behind and headed up to the firm’s floors, splitting up to drop off the coffees and reconvening in the intern conference room, memories of what you’d done last Friday in there with Becks on your mind. They were apparently on Sabrina’s mind too, with the looks she was giving you, but she didn’t do anything.

The three of you got to work, expecting Eric any time, and everything felt right with the world.

You really should have known better than to think you’d have a perfect Monday.

“Sabrina,” Garrison said by way of a greeting as he seemingly manifested right in the door to the office. “With me.” He turned and was headed down the hall before any of you could answer.

“Shit,” Sabrina said, closing her laptop and rushing to follow, shooting you and Gemma worried looks.

Gemma grimaced once your girlfriend was gone. “That’s gotta be the lawsuit, right?”

You nodded. “And not something good, unless Garrison just had a really bad weekend,” you said. “The look on his face wasn’t exactly chipper.”

“Fuck,” Gemma sighed. “John, you’re going to have to take care of her. I can’t be there for her for that shit.”

“I know, Gemma,” you said. “I know. I’ll do everything I can.”

She sighed, shaking her head. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that you wouldn’t anyway.”

“You’re just stressed out, and not in the right headspace,” you guessed.

“Yeah,” she said.

“You know what Sabrina would say.”

“That I need to either, A) get eaten out, or B) suck your dick?” Gemma guessed with a smirk.

You snorted and shook your head. “No, my beautiful, gorgeous, stunning girlfriend,” you said. “She would say you need to relax and try to focus on something more present instead of a future you can’t control.”

Gemma gave me a look.

“OK, she would say what you said, not what I said,” you admitted.

That got a laugh out of her, which hopefully helped.

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