Jack rolled off me after a few moments, both of us panting in exhaustion. Once my breathing was at a more sane level, I looked over at him, finding him already looking at me.

“I have no idea what possessed you to try that, but fuck, it was worth it.” I said, rolling onto my back so I could sit up.
“It was pretty awesome to cum in you for once.” He smiled, and I smacked him half-heartedly. He sat up to and leaned over to kiss me. “I'm tired.”
“Same.” I plopped back down. “Ten bucks says Alex is going to make fun of us tomorrow.”
“When doesn't he?” Jack laid down next to me, wrapping his arms around my body.
“When we have sex not in his house.” Jack chuckled and rested his head on my shoulder.
“We don't do it that often.”
“That one time in his parent's basement, the first time we came back from tour, last year's Christmas party.” I started listing off until Jack pinched my side. “Ouch, hey!”
“Stop always being right.” He mumbled, nuzzling into my neck.

I moved a bit so we were facing each other, Jack hugged me closer. We shared a couple lazy kisses until I yawned in the middle of one. Jack rested his head over mine and we both fell asleep in each others' arms.

The next morning, I woke up feeling....like shit. Jack was still fast asleep and tangled around me, which was not good because my stomach was saying it wants to be empty right now. I pushed myself away from Jack, somehow not waking him up, and ran out the door not really caring that I was naked. Luckily no one saw me, and I slammed the bathroom door shut behind me before clinging to the porcelain God.

This was the worst part of hang overs. I emptied out my stomach for a good five minutes before flushing the toilet and getting up. I got up slowly, as my body woke up and started feeling the pain from last night's events. Fuck, everything kills. Why did I fall for a guy that was a good half a foot taller than me and amazing in bed?

I peaked out in the hall to make sure the coast was still clear before making it back to the guest room. Once I got about halfway there, I heard thumping from the stairs and got really worried. Sure, the other guys have seen me down to my underwear, but not naked. And I didn't feel like today being the day they did. I was too tired to attempt to run though and let fate take it's course.

But it wasn't the guys coming up the stairs, it was Bailey. She ran straight to me and jumped up.

“Bailey! Bailey stop, ow, your nails you dimwit! Watch it.” I laughed, trying to fend off the puppy who was causing white scratch marks on my legs.

I managed to calm her down and lead her back into the guest room with me. Jack was still out like a light, and I only had my clothes from yesterday. Running a hand through what's sure to be one wild case of the sex hair, I walked over to Jack's suitcase and went through to see if there was anything I could borrow for now. I found one of his GK shirts and took it out before looking through more of his clothes. I can fit into some of his pants, with a belt and if I roll up the bottoms. I found ones that I've borrowed before. I looked at the floor, wondering where my panties ended up.

Fuck it, I'm going commando, I thought, and just slipped them on. I took the shirt with me, making sure to avoid Bailey so she didn't start tug-a-war with me and it. I found my bra and got it on before sliding the shirt on. I walked over to the bed and got an evil idea. I whistled for Bailey's attention and patted the bed.

“Hey girl, daddy wants you. Go get him.” I called. She jumped on and I patted my hands closer to Jack. “Come on, get him.”

She jumped right onto him and Jack shot up with a yelp. Bailey planted her front paws on his shoulders and licked his face excitedly, glad someone seemed to be ready to play. Jack fought her off and pushed her off the bed.

“Ember,” He groaned, finding me standing there laughing. “I hate you.”
“No you don't,” I bent down and picked Bailey up. “And be nice to Little B.”
“You already gave her a nickname?” I nodded and shrugged with a smile. “Should have gotten you a puppy a long time ago.”
“I kept asking for a reason.” I teased. “So, when are we doing this shopping thing? Cause I wanna head home and put on some real clothes.”
“Wait a second,” Jack looked me over. “You're in my clothes?”
“Yeah...”
“Are you asking me to pounce you?” He suddenly ask, low and husky.
“I'm going to throw Bailey on you.” I threatened.
“Oh God, not a puppy.” He rolled his eyes. “Lemme shower and get dressed and we can go.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, Bailey's staying here till we get everything done.” He said, and I pouted. “She can't go shopping with us.”

I just sighed, knowing he was right. Jack quickly showered and got dressed while I rolled around on the floor with Bailey. She was the perfect dog so far, that or she already had me hooked on her adorableness. I was in the middle of ticking her tummy when Jack said something.

“What?” I asked, looking up to see Jack holding some fabric in his hand.
“Are these your panties?” He raised a brow and I blushed.
“Umm, maybe?”
“Fun to know you're not wearing any.” He smirked.
“I will be once I changed.” I scoffed.
“We're not going back to your place.” Jack stated like I should know that.
“What?” I asked, appalled.

Jack just lifted me off the ground and pecked my lips.

“I like seeing you in my clothes.” He shrugged, before grabbing my hand so we could head out. “And now I'm having dirty thoughts knowing these,” He lifted up my underwear before stuffing them in his pocket. “aren't in those pants.”

Should I be afraid?

Notes

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