91 A good day to screw someone over

"It's too early for you to wake up, darling."

Abel sat down on the edge of the mattress while Aries stretched her hand to him. He raised a brow before meeting her hand. 

"I can't move," came out a coarse voice, squeezing his hand midway. She felt sore last night, but the moment she woke up, the soreness and fatigued heightened. She could barely feel her legs.

"Of course, you can't." A smug grin instantly dominated his face, tilting his head down slightly as he caressed her cheek. "Why did you wake up so early? Hungry?"

Aries pressed her lips tightly, tugging his hand. Taking notice of her sweet and subtle 'seduction,' Abel let out a shallow breath as he moved and sat on her side. 

"Better?" he asked, helping her rest her head on his lap, her arms around his hips. 

"Mhm." She hummed, closing her weary eyes to rest them a bit more. "I had a bad dream," she whispered, opening her eyes ever so slowly.