There was a groan coming out of Laura as she started to wake up. She immediately sat upwards with the covers slipping down and wiped away the tiredness out of her eyes. Another day had started and she had to leave the comforts of her bed, not that she had much of it judging from how she slept.
“Not right now.” Peter muttered, having to remain in this quite embarrassing spot. While thankful he wasn’t spotted by Laura like this, he should’ve expected the idea of her waking up when he was only halfway to her face. But instead of worrying about his chances, he just focused on holding on and not getting squished between her chest.
Poor Peter hadn’t noticed what Laura was up to until she leaned down and snatched up a shirt black as night like her bra. Without a word she started to slip it on. He was left in darkness with the faint glow of light coming from the shirt collar far from his grasp. Too late to even try and go down either with the giant’s breast pinning him down while she found some decent jeans to wear.
He was stuck. Hopefully it wasn’t for long but he didn’t think he’d get lucky in that department, especially when there was a reason for Laura to be awake, and that was because…
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