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Boston Bears: Off-Limits - Rugby Player!Chris x Reader (Part 4)

Summary: You and Chris spend a very long and fun day together

Word Count: 5.6k

Warnings: Fluff! Minor Angst! Talk of Deceased Parent! SMUT! 18+ ONLY! Lots of SMUT!

Rugby Explained

Dividers by Me!

Series Masterlist / Masterlist

Chapter 4

For the first time this week, Chris woke up with a smile on his face. He felt rested, he felt good. And it was almost primarily down to the fact that he was waking up next to you. After earning his membership to your club the two of you spent a little more time getting undressed before finally collapsing into bed together.

Thankfully for Chris, you both had the energy to at least put underwear back on before falling asleep. Because with the way your back was pressed against his chest and ass against his crotch, he would be finding it impossible not to wake you up and go another round.

That was until you squirmed in your sleep, pulling a groan from Chris as your ass rubbed against his crotch causing all his blood to travel south. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

It didn’t help though as you did it again and then once more. It was only when Chris felt your chest shuddering that he realised you weren’t asleep at all. Shifting up onto his elbow his suspicions were confirmed when he saw you biting back a smile.

“You little devil” he chuckled wrapping his arms around you tightly.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you said with a false tiredness in your voice.

“Oh, so you don’t need a taste of your own medicine?” Chris smirked as he moved his hand up so his fingertips brushed over the underside of your breasts.

Your breath hitched as he teased you “No…” you muttered.

“Are you sure about that? I think you do” he murmured as he changed his focus, his fingers trailing down your stomach to the waistband of your cotton underwear, smirking as you unwittingly squirmed into his touch.

“I… maybe just for future reference” you suggested breathlessly.

That was good enough for Chris as he dipped his fingers underneath the waistband of your underwear and down to your core, letting out a deep groan when he felt just how wet you were for him. He took his time running his fingers up and down your core, teasing you by swirling his fingers around your clit periodically.

“Chris…. Please” you whined bucking your hips into his touch.

A lopsided grin grew on Chris’ lips as he looked down at you, your eyes already fluttering shut, your lips parted in pleasure. He watched you as he pressed his fingertips against your entrance, enjoying the way your head tilted back and you pleaded with him.

He leant down to press a kiss to your shoulder “I love it when you beg” he murmured against your skin, his lips travelling up to your jawline as he sunk his fingers into you and curled them to the hit that golden spot he memorised last night.

“Fuck yes right there” you moaned arching your back into him.

With his free hand, he found your breast and started playing with your sensitive peak. You let out another loud moan that was like music to his ears as you shifted and writhed against him.

As he worked you with his fingers he could tell you were growing close by the way your walls pulsated around him. He let out a groan as he pictured you pulsating around his cock, it almost made him pull out his fingers to replace them with it but he’d save that for later.

When he could tell you were right on the edge of your release he used the heel of his palm to rub your clit and push you over the edge. You came with a large cry your body becoming rigid before melting back into his embrace.

Only when he felt you completely come down from your high did he remove his fingers from you, bringing them to his lips so he could taste your release. He let out a low groan at the addictive taste of you that just made him want to dive headfirst back in, his eyes fluttering shut at the mental image.

When he reopened them to look down at you he was surprised to see a strange look on your face. One that he couldn’t quite decipher but looked almost nervous.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked softly, hand falling to rest on your hip.

You blinked in surprise as if you hadn’t even been aware you had been making a face “Uh yeah that… that was great thank you” you mutter quickly brushing some hair out of your face “Um do you want-“ you start before he interrupted capturing your hand in his.

“Later,” he said understanding what you meant and while he would love to find relief from his erection he was more concerned about finding out what that look meant “But right now I want to know what’s going on up there because if it’s something that’s gonna stop this from happening again I’d rather deal with it now”

Your eyes widened in surprise as you looked back up at him. He saw you swallow nervously as you shifted to lay on your back so you could see him better.

“You want to keep doing this?” You asked him quietly.

“Yeah… don’t you?” Chris asked his brows pinching together in confusion.

“No, no I do I- sorry” you stuttered hiding behind your hands to take a few deep breaths “So my dad isn’t an issue anymore?” You asked finally dropping your hands from your face.

“Well a little but like you said… I wouldn’t call this dating” Chris said with a small shrug.

“Friends with benefits” you confirmed with a nod of your head “Casual… are we gonna see other people as well?” You asked.

Chris shook his head “No, at least I won’t, I can’t juggle more than one person”

“No, no me neither… so exclusive unless we find someone and we tell each other and call this off” you clarified gesturing between him and you.

“Yeah exactly” Chris nodded.

“Cool… just wanna be on the same page,” you said with a small smile as you relaxed back for a second only to quickly stiffen again “You won’t tell anyone about this right?” You said suddenly.

Chris was taken aback by the alarm in your eyes and voice “No” he said, quick to reassure you “Your dad will kill me if he finds out and I’d like to live to see the championship final” he chuckled.

“Yeah but like the rest of the team and your friends, you won’t tell them or talk about what we do” you pressed.

Chris' brows pinched in concern at your persistence “Of course, what happens in my private life stays private, I won’t tell anyone unless you say I can, the only person who knows about anything is my brother Scott and he doesn’t want to know about my sex life” Chris explained.

“My friend Tommi in LA, she knows too, well not about this but about the first time but no details” you explained “Oh and Johnny knows too”

Chris' eyes widen in surprise “Johnny knows? How? What?” He said in confusion.

“He worked it out by the look on your face, he helped by making you jealous…” you explained.

“The little shit” Chris muttered as everything that happened yesterday suddenly made sense. He shook his head pissed off that Johnny played him so well.

“He swore not to tell anyone” you added quickly.

“Okay cool, so just so we’re on the same page” Chris started since that seemed important to you “we’re exclusive friends with benefits, we won’t tell anyone outside of those who already know and won’t tell them any details and keep it professional at work”

Finally, a smile formed on your lips as you hold out your hand to him for a handshake “You’ve got yourself a deal fuck buddy”

Chris let out a loud laugh as he shook your hand “Glad we agree fuck buddy” he grinned.

“Great now you don’t have any plans today do you?” You asked with a lopsided grin.

“Not really, mainly recovery but I’m sure you’ve got some stretches to help with that” Chris smirked.

“Good, now we need to have a shower and deal with that” you smirked nodding down to Chris’ still-present erection.

“Multitasker I like it” Chris grinned letting you pull him out of bed and towards your bathroom.

You barely got him over the threshold of your bathroom before Chris tugged you back towards him, spun you around and kissed you deeply. His arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer, smiling as he heard you let out a quiet pleased hum. He carefully backed you up towards the shower, reaching in to turn the water on.

Chris didn’t wait to get the both of you undressed and into the shower, something he instantly regretted because the water definitely had not warmed up yet causing him to curse loudly. You just laughed tucking your limbs in tight as snuggled into him for warmth.

“It takes a couple of minutes to warm up” you chuckled.

“A warning would have been nice” Chris retorted as he wrapped his arms around you to try and keep the both of you warm.

“I didn’t really have the opportunity” you pointed out.

Chris hummed “Yeah that seems to be the common excuse with you” he smirked.

Your jaw dropped as you gasped up at him “Low blow Evans” you said shaking your head at him “It’s a shame the cold water didn’t sort that out because I’m not now” You went to step out of the shower but Chris grabbed your hand and pulled you back in, wrapping his arm around your waist to prevent you from slipping.

“I’m sorry, I was an ass and I’m sorry” he apologised “Is that good enough for you?” he asked tilting his head.

You hummed as you pondered it, tilting your head from side to side “I think I want you down on your knees” you smirk.

“Did you forget? I was down on my knees for your last night, was it that forgettable?” Chris asks as he leans down to press a kiss to your shoulder.

The water had definitely warmed up now but Chris wasn’t sure if it was because the boiler had kicked in or if it was the pure heat radiating off you and him.

“Oh no don’t you worry about that, I remember it very vividly” you smirked as you ran your hands up and down his bare chest, fingers tracing over his various tattoos.

“Good, so I’m paid up, but if you’re adamant you can have a coupon, cash it anytime you like” Chris offers as he dips his hand down to your bare ass “Whereas I can distinctly remember you offering to sort this,” he said nodding down to his erection.

“Oh, don’t you worry I haven’t forgotten about that” You smirked, your fingertips ghosting over the length of his shaft.

“Sh-Shit” Chris choked out a groan, already feeling close to the edge as you began to sink down to your knees.

Looking down at you he was completely mesmerised by the image of you on your knees before him, looking up at him through your lashes, your hair slicked back from your face with water. You were like a siren and he was falling deeper and deeper into your trap.

His eyes fluttered shut as you wrapped your fingers around his length and gave him a few slow pumps, using your thumb to spread the beads of pre-cum around his tip. His hand reached out to gently caress your cheek and jawline as you leaned in the gently lick his tip.

“Fuck you are torturous” Chris groaned as he fought the urge to thrust.

“Could say the same thing about you Evans” you smirked looking up at him just before tilting your head so you could lick a long stripe up the underside of him “Maybe I want you to beg for once”

“We might be here a long time then” Chris gritted through his clenched jaw.

You arched a brow at him “Are you sure about that?” you asked as your hand moved to cup his ball causing Chris to take a sharp intake of air.

“Mhum” Chris nodded but ever he could hear how weak and unconvincing he sounded.

You definitely heard it too as you let out a low chuckle and smirked up at him “Don’t say I didn’t warn you”

Chris felt pretty confident that he wouldn’t give in. He could play a full eighty minutes, getting the crap beaten out of him with every tackle and still get back up and carry on. However, he soon learned to never underestimate you because you were pulling every trick in the book and it was working. You played him like you had studied and known him his entire life, he was seconds away from release and the only thing stopping him was his overriding desire to finish in you.

“Shit I’m close… please” he muttered before ever realising what he said.

A Cheshire cat-like grin grew on your face as you looked up at him “I told you you would break” you smirked victoriously.

“No... I didn’t” Chris pants shaking his head.

“Oh, so you didn’t say please? Because of how close you are” you said with an arched brow, when Chris doesn’t respond you kick it up a notch by pressing an opened-mouth kiss to his tip, sucking ever so slightly.

That was Chris’ breaking point “fuck, shit, fine yes okay, please I- I- just need to” he groans.

A beat passed making Chris groan in frustration, his eyes screwed shut as he tried to talk himself back down because it seemed like you were really going to torture him today and make him wait even longer but thankfully his prayers were answered as you wrapped your lips around his shaft and slowly took him in.

“Shit” Chris swore because this was so much better than he ever imagined it would be, it felt like heaven and the wait was so, so worth it.

His hand found the back of your head, fingers weaving through your hair as he guided you further, he then just held on as he allowed you to set the pace. Starting deliciously slow, taking more and more of him with every pass, your hand wrapped around what you couldn’t take.

Chris tried to last as long as he could but as soon as you cupped and fondled his balls with your free hand it was game over. He came with a loud curse his spend shooting down the back of your throat. You took everything he gave you, licking up any remnants when you pulled away.

Chris took a moment to collect himself before he gently helped you to your feet, wrapping his arm around your waist as he pulled you closer. You in turn rested one hand on his chest your other arm wrapped around his shoulders. Your chest was heaving as you caught your breath just looking up at Chris as he studied you for a moment, taking note of the look in your eyes that he couldn’t quite decipher and your slightly swollen lips.

He cupped your cheek as he leaned in to press a soft soothing kiss to those lips, tasting the saltiness of him that lingered on them “That was better than I ever imagined it to be” he murmured.

You let out a small almost silent scoff, your gaze dipping for a split second before returning to his “Chris-” you whispered.

“Let’s get you cleaned up” he interrupted gently caressing your cheekbone, as he reached out to grab your shampoo, when his gaze returned to you he spotted a flicker of something pass across your face but it was gone as quickly as it appeared when he began massaging the shampoo into your hair.

After what turned out to be a very long shower, both you and Chris had worked up quite an appetite. With the help of Chris to make sure breakfast was in accordance with his diet plan, the both of you cooked up enough breakfast for a family and then ate it all to yourselves.

You expected him to take his leave almost immediately after leaving but he didn’t, he just relaxed and seemed to have no intention of leaving at all. You weren’t sure whether you were relieved or not, Bryce never stuck around, yet another stark difference between the two of them.

“So what kinda exercises and stretches should I be doing to recover today?” Chris asked as he reclined back on the couch with you, his arm draped along the back of the couch behind you.

“Have you ever tried Yoga?” you asked.

His brows furrowed “Isn’t that just fancy stretches named by a guy called Ocean?” he asked making you snort with laughter.

“Kinda but it’s also really good for your mind, it can help with your breathing, focus, all while helping to keep your body loose and ready for whatever training you do tomorrow” you explained.

Chris nodded slowly before suddenly jumping up from the couch, clapping his hands together as he turned around to face you “Alright let's get started then, what should I call you? What is your spiritual name?” he smirked.

You rolled your eyes at him as you stood up “Y/N is fine, most instructors use their legal name” you told him with a pointed look as you grabbed your yoga mat and passed it to him “Now sit down Evans and cross your legs”

Chris smirked as he gave you a mock salute before doing what he was told, sitting down on one end of the mat. You sit yourself down on the opposite end, only a short distance separating the two of you.

“What now?” Chris asked.

“We breathe” you explained as you made yourself comfortable.

“I think I’m doing that already” Chris smirked.

You levelled him another look “Are you going to take this seriously?”

Chris bit back a smile as he nodded his head “Yes I am I promise” he nodded “need to prove to your dad that yesterday was a one-off and I’m back on top form”

“You will, he can be tough but he’s a softie underneath all that grump” you told him with a reassuring smile “Anyway, let's get started shall we?”

For the next half an hour or so you led him through breathing exercises and different stretches which were good for athlete recovery like the supine pigeon, supine twist and happy baby pose. The last one was less effective as Chris couldn’t stop laughing, his laughter so infectious that it had the both of you breathless on the floor deciding the completely give up on that pose.

The last one you managed to do was the downwards dog, you helped Chris get into the position correctly making sure his hands and feet were correctly spread out. You were halfway through the stretch when he suddenly gasped and came out of the stretch.

“Shit are you okay? Did you pull something?” you cursed trying to see if you could spot a muscle spasming.

“You have Mario Kart!” he exclaimed.

You followed his gaze to where your Wii, remote controllers and steering wheels were stored away, out of view unless you were bent over like Chris was.

“Seriously! I thought you hurt yourself!” you scolded slapping him across the shoulder.

“Sorry” Chris chuckled as he sat back down “but we have to play that”

“Fine but only once we’ve finished the stretched and eaten something” you reasoned.

“Deal, better get ready to lose” Chris warned earning an arched brow from you.

“The only person that will be losing is you” you fired back.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that sweetheart” Chris smirked.

“Get up and resume the pose, you’re gonna need all the help you can get” you ordered nodding to the mat.

“Okay, okay just don’t get too comfortable” Chris said sending a wink your way as he resumed the downward dog pose.

Once he was done the two of you stopped for lunch, you making sure Chris rehydrated himself after the yoga session. Chris was almost like a little kid, eating as quickly as he could so he could go play. It made you chuckle and purposely eat slowly just to sike him out.

Finally, you ate your last bite and Chris helped you set up the Wii since you hadn’t had the chance since moving in. Once it was all sorted the tournament commenced, both you and Chris going into competition mode.

However, you were pretty much equally matched, taking an equal share of first and second place. You had been playing for over an hour and were still on equal points. It was getting to the point that you needed a serious tie break and you had just the perfect idea.

“Wanna make this interesting?” You asked once you finished the most recent race.

Chris arched a brow at you as he glanced over you “What are you suggesting?”

You smirked as you stood up from the couch and made your way into the bedroom. It didn’t take long to find what you were after, you knew exactly where you kept them. Once you grabbed what you were after you shimmied out of the leggings you were wearing before making your way back to Chris.

You couldn’t help but smirk when you walked in front of Chris, his eyes widening when he realised you were naked from the waist down. His lips parted in surprise as he tried to find something to say.

“Suit up Captain” you smirked tossing him the condom you’d grabbed from your room.

A lopsided grin grows on his face as he stands up from the couch to push down his sweatpants to free his already proud erection “I like your idea of interesting”

“Thought you would” you smirked as you watched him suit up, not embarrassed to say the sight of it alone was enough to send heat pooling at your core. If you were still wearing underwear they’d be ruined.

Once Chris was ready, he beckoned you over, his hands resting on your hips to gently guide you down onto him. The both of you moaning as you sunk down, him filling you up in a way that almost had you regretting this plan. The only thing that stopped you from regretting it was how damn good it felt.

“you can’t move too much you know that right?” Chris muttered as he placed a kiss on your shoulder.

“I’m not one to play dirty” you smirked shifting your hips ever so slightly, just enough to pull a groan from Chris.

“Rainbow road?” Chris suggested as he picked up his controller.

“You betcha” you nodded grabbing your remote and taking a few deep breaths to get yourself back into competition mode.

You only got halfway through the first lap before you realised this was definitely not a good idea at all. Neither you nor Chris were able to stop yourselves from shifting and jolting as you raced, making each other lose concentration with each movement.

You bit your lips so hard in an attempt to concentrate that you weren’t surprised if you drew blood. It was torturous and you were amazed that either of you managed to last 3 full laps. As soon as the last lap was done, Chris dropped his remote to the side and slipped his hands under the loose cotton tee you wore. You gasped, your back arching into his touch. Your hands searched for something to grab onto you as your hips rolled down onto him.

“Shit, shit, shit” you muttered as you tried to hold on, you didn’t want to finish until he was also ready, but it was useless you had already fallen over that edge.

You climaxed harder than ever before, you lost all sense of control. Thankfully Chris took over and wasn’t far behind you, his head buried in the crook of your neck, teeth nipping at your skin.

You slumped back against him, your head tilted so he could continue to press soft kisses on your skin as he recovered from his high. Your vision was still slightly blurred as you glanced over to the TV.

“I win” you panted, a lazy victorious smile on your lips.

Chris hummed looking up enough to see the score “You finished 11th”

“But you finished last” you pointed out, lifting your hand to stroke the side of his head as he returned to pressing kisses to your neck.

“Fine you win” he agreed, his tone telling you that Mario Kart was the last thing on his mind.

As the day drew on you expected Chris to make his excuse to leave. You didn’t expect him to stick around at all, you had to admit you were enjoying all the ‘fun’ the two of you were having, but surely he wanted to head home so why hadn’t he made his move to leave yet?

It was something that almost bothered you because you couldn’t work out why. While the sex was good there was no way that was the sole reason he stuck around. You were about to question him, tell him that he could head home if he wanted when he opened his mouth.

“I’m hungry,” he said as he shifted on the couch to grab his phone “Chinese?”

You were so dumbstruck that it took you a moment to remember how to speak “Oh uh yeah sure” you muttered before quickly cursing “Actually shit no I shouldn’t, I always feel too full after so I’ll be out of commission for the rest of the evening” you said since he clearly was sticking around for another round.

You saw Chris tilt his head slightly, his brows furrowed before a look of realisation passed across his features “Oh no that’s fine, I’m not expecting us to go another round tonight” he said as he shook his head.

“You’re not?”

“No, we’re fuck buddies right? And we’ve covered the fuck part pretty thoroughly today” he said with a smirk “So let’s just do the buddy part for the rest of the day”

You bit your lip to stop yourself from grinning too much “Okay good because I love Chinese” you groaned.

Chris chuckled as he passed you his phone so you could pick what you wanted “Me too, especially since I can’t have it that much during the season”

You gave him a knowing look “I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to have it at all, at least not take out Chinese”

Chris just winked and raised a finger to his lips to tell you to keep it quiet. You smiled back at him as you finished picking out what you wanted and handed him back his phone “Well in my professional opinion I’d say you’ve done enough exercise the last 24 hours that you’ve already worked off the calories”

Chris grinned “I knew there was a reason I liked you”

You opened your mouth to say ‘Are you sure it’s not all the mindblowing sex’ but you couldn’t bring yourself to actually say it because there was no way that it was true. You wanted to spare yourself from the awkward smile he’d give you as he lied. Thankfully Chris hadn’t noticed you open your mouth so you just cleared your throat and stood up from the couch “Beer?”

“Yeah sure sounds good, food should be here in 30 minutes” Chris nodded as he pocketed his phone.

You weren’t paying attention though, you just quickly made your way into the kitchen to grab the beers. When you opened the fridge you paused, letting the cool air that flowed out cool you down. You took a couple of deep breaths waiting for your mind to quieten down. The comments Bryce and his teammates made floating through it.

You grabbed the bottle holding one against your neck to help cool you down some more before you grabbed a bottle opener and made your way back to Chris.

“Want to watch back yesterday's match,” you asked as you passed Chris his drink.

He winced as you sat back down “No thanks, I don’t want to relive those 40 minutes for a little while”

“You weren’t that bad” Chris shot you a look “Okay for your standard it was bad but I’ve seen others play worse”

“At least I should have my shit together by our next match even if it is an away game, thankfully next week is our bye week otherwise I probably wouldn’t make the team”

“Nah you’d still start, my dad isn’t that strict,” you said shaking your head.

“We clearly have different relationships with your father, don’t get me wrong he’s a great coach but he’s not afraid of dropping players to guarantee a win” Chris smirked, you hummed nodding your head in agreement.

The two of you continued to chat until the food arrived. The both of you sat on opposite ends of the couch as you ate, a rugby game on in the background that neither of you were really paying attention to.

“I have to say,” Chris said as he dug around his food with his chopsticks, “I thought I knew the coach pretty well, but I had no clue he had a daughter or a family, gahd I don’t even think I’ve met your mom”

You shook your head “You wouldn’t of, she died when I was three” you explained keeping your gaze set on your own food.

“Shit, I’m so sorry” Chris muttered shaking his head.

You gave him a reassuring smile “It’s okay, it was a catastrophic aneurysm in the middle of the night so she wouldn’t have felt anything… just slipped away in her sleep” you told him “My dad struggled with it for a while, especially since I look just like her but we got through it” you said with a small smile as you recalled the way your dad stepped up and became both mom and dad “it’s probably why he’s such a private person, he likes to keep everything in its place, honestly I was a bit surprised that he got me the job with the bears when I called him up asking for a job I expected him to call in some favours with his contacts not offer a job himself” you admitted.

Chris furrowed his brows “your transfer wasn’t planned?”

You swallowed nervously, kept your eyes on your food “No”

Chris was silent for a moment and you waited for him to dig further, something you really didn’t want him to. Thankfully he didn’t “Anyway, I just think the disconnect between players and the coaching team is a shame” he said returning back to the original conversation.

“What do you mean?” You frowned.

“Well with all the other staff at the Bears, like you,” he said gesturing towards you “I feel like you’re a friend, whereas with the coaching staff, they’re like our bosses”

“Ah” you nodded your head “and it’s always a bit weird talking about your personal life with your boss” You could recall just how uncomfortable you felt when you had to go to the head coach back in LA, having to tell him deeply personal stuff.

“Exactly and I don’t like that, we’re all on the same team at the end of the day, maybe I should try and change that, especially with Andy at least” Chris sighed.

You nodded your head, you’d already worked alongside Andy a fair bit. He was a great coach but one who was forced into it far earlier than any player wanted. You could see the twinge of sadness in his eyes whenever he watched the team play like he was desperate to be back out there.

“Yeah, you guys are a great team already, you might be unstoppable if you bridged that gap” you hummed before smirking “Just don’t go getting too close to my dad”

Chris snorted with laughter “Yeah if he finds out I might be permanently off the team”

The two of you continued to eat and watch the game. You were completely stuffed by the time the match ended and were struggling to keep your eyes open. So much so that you hadn’t realised you drifted off at one point, at least not until Chris tapped you on the knee.

“Hey I’m gonna head out, you get some rest” he said as he stood in front of you nodding in the direction of your bedroom.

You yawned nodding your head “Yeah sure” you stood up from the couch stretching your arms above your head “I had a good time today”

Chris threw you a lopsided grin as you walked the short distance to your front door “Me too, I’ll see you tomorrow at training” he winked as he opened the door.

“See you tomorrow” you grinned watching as he stepped out and made his way down the stairs.

Once he was out of sight you shut the door and turned around to see how much mess there was to tidy up. But when you surveyed the apartment you couldn’t see anything, the takeout containers were no longer on the coffee table, and the beer bottles were gone too. You walked into the kitchen to find the containers washed out and in the bin, bottles in the recycling and utensils washed.

Chris had done it all while you slept on the couch. He didn’t need to but he did. You tried and failed to stop the smile that grew on your lips as you turned off the lights and made your way to bed.

You were practically asleep by the time you climbed into bed. You hadn’t realised how exhausted you were, you hoped you wouldn’t be too sore tomorrow. You buried yourself under the covers, your bed suddenly feeling much larger, and fell asleep within seconds.

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