The Next Morning (Slight NSFW)

“Can you stop playing around?!” I shouted at Leo. “Can’t you see that all my muscles are still sore from what you’ve done to me last night?”

After waking up on a Sunday morning finding myself still bounded by handcuffs against the bedposts at the four corners of the bed, I tried my best to shake my body as much as possible so that Leo, who has been hanging onto my waist for the whole night like a koala, would be shaken awake from his slumber. Unfortunately, it seemed that Leo must have had quite a good amount of ‘fun’ yesterday when he went off to complete the escape room experience on his own as even after shaking for a long while, the ignorant teenager still failed to wake up.