BEEEEEEEEEEEEP….BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP
The very unromantic noise of his alarm ripped them out of their haze. In a bout of petty anger, John stared at the device. Possession let him take control of the casing. He rolled the alarm off the nightstand and made it land on its deactivation button.
The loud noise gone, John was a little happier. He turned his gaze back to Rave and looked back. She had since regained control over her quivering curves. "Moment ruined," she complained.
"Yep," John agreed with a sigh and rolled off her.
"Oh wow," Rave said when she looked at the mess they had made. John's sheets had needed a change before, they definitely did now. "Ya really made me squirt. Ahegaos and this," she poked his thin arm, "ya don't look like the part, tiger, but ya do know how to make a girl scream."
