Hi you guys!!! Happy Mother's Day!
Not beta'd lalala y'all know the drill!
Convinced his mind and body were just telling him he needed sleep, he pushed himself off the couch and walked to the bedroom. Stripping down to his boxers, he didn’t bother to shower before falling face first on the bed. He wrapped his arms around the pillow and breathed deeply. He knew it wouldn’t smell like her, nothing did anymore. Her scent had faded from his sheets and clothes. His hands would no longer smell like her hair after he’d gripped it tightly as he pushed inside of her.
"Can I have you?"
“No,” he whispered into the empty room as the vivid image of her pinned under him burned behind his eyes.
"You can have me."
“Stop.” His plea was choked and he swore he felt the heat from her skin searing into his.
"Stay?"
“Fuck.” Salty liquid leaked from the corner of his eye as he buried his face into the pillow and clenched his jaw.
"Okay."
“You lied.” His words were thick and broken, barely intelligible as his body finally succumbed to the sleep he so desperately craved.
