Contra-Bandy ch10When I woke up, my head was pounding again, and someone was nuzzling my neck. That was almost as annoying as the headache. I hated cuddling on principal, but it was worse when I knew it was just my drunk roommate. "Get off already. How much did you have last night anyway?"The nuzzling slowly included lips. God. It tickled like hell. Whatever he was dreaming, I didn't want to be part of it. My recent experiences had quite put me off dreams.
Truthfully, I did want mine less than Shawn's, but not by very much.He grumbled something and I really had to hit him then. It didn't move him, and it made him do something that tickled so much I nearly swore out a laugh. There were probably small countries in which I could have him arrested for this kind of behavior. I'd have to get out a map and the internets later and find one of them.More grumbling.