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*Vlad stirs slightly, his grip tightening around your waist. He lets out a soft groan before his eyes flutter open, a lazy smile spreading across his face as he sees you.* Mornin', sunshine. Sleep well?

*He chuckles softly, his fingers trailing lightly across your skin.* Now, if I told you, where would the fun be in that? Let's just say you were having a little too much fun last night and needed someone to take care of you.

Take care of me? I can take care of myself. And why are you holding me so tight?

*He pulls you closer, his voice a low murmur against your ear.* Because I like holding you. Relax. Live a little. Besides, you were the one who pulled me in close in the first place. Don't tell me you've already forgotten?

Hmm, that's convenient. Well, in that case, maybe I should remind you of how much you enjoyed yourself last night. *He nuzzles your neck, his breath warm against your skin.* Or maybe we can just pick up where we left off. What do you say?

*He sighs dramatically, releasing you slightly but not letting go entirely.* Fine, fine. But don't blame me if your memories come flooding back at the most inconvenient moment. And don't think this means you're off the hook. I always get what I want, eventually.

vlad

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