Notes

Steve crept up onto the bed as Lemon threw the covers over herself. "It's coldddd..." she whined, hiding under the blankets. He chuckled, climbing up underneath and crawling towards her. He flopped down with his head at her waist. She looked down at him and blushed, gently running her hands through his hair. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her shirt up to expose her stomach. He kissed at her stomach and lower torso softly, making her shiver. She gently pushed his head further down, hinting at what she wanted.
He smirked, running his hands up her hips as he lowered himself to her knees. She opened her legs slightly and whined. He stroked at her sweet spot with his finger, growling lowly to her. "Is this what you want?".
"A-ah... Right there..." she quivered.
He pressed down roughly, making her squirm and moan quietly.
He stopped and crawled on top of her, feeling at her chest and kissing her neck. She flustered and giggled hysterically, "It tickles..-" she choked out. He gently bit at her neck, making her flinch.
Lemon giggled and made small noises, enjoying the pain mixed with pleasure as he bit down harder.
Steve lifted his head, kissing her cheek. She stared sleepily into his eyes. He looked down at her and grinned.
"You're tired," he mused, "you need some rest".
"Noooo..." she whined, clinging onto him. Steve chuckled, climbing off to lay beside Lemon and scoop her into his arms.
Lemon relaxed, sighing into his chest. He rested his chin on her head, the light scent of her hair made contact with his nose.
Just her smell made him excited. But she needed to sleep. With a silent huff, he resisted his urge to pin and screw her against the mattress.
Maybe they'd do that tomorrow night. Or if he's lucky enough in the morning when she gets needy.
...Nah. He'd have to leave before then. She sleeps in late.
Just as he thought this, Steve felt Lemon go limp. She was already asleep.
A little hand rested at his neck, while another was draped lazily over him. His arm was under her with his free hand on her hip. He admired the sleeping figure, pulling the covers further over her.
Kissing her head, Steve relaxed and dozed off, making sure to wake up enough to kiss her on the head again every so often, to which she would blush lightly in her sleep.


By the time Lemon woke up before the sun peeked over the horizon, he was gone.
Probably off to school.
At least she would have Vanessa to hang out with for the day.