Your boyfriend Nate was getting his wisdom teeth out, and you were waiting in the waiting room scrolling through your twitter feed during the brief operation. Upon getting told that you go see him in the tiny recovery room, you walk in and he is already humming to himself all while suggestively thrusting his hips up in the air, “my girlfriend loves when I do that." He tells the nurse in a matter-of-fact tone, you hold back your laughter and emerge to find a very chipmunk looking Nate wearing the same grey sweatpants and black hoodie he had on before the operation, his sleeves are pushed up and regardless of his condition he looks amazing as hell. His cheeks are full of gauze, and his lips are swollen which you find oddly adorable.
“Baby!" You say when pretty much squeals from excitement upon seeing you, “how you feeling?"   Nate shrugs, “numb." He lifts his fingers to touch his lips, and he looks up at you, “baby, I can’t feel my lips so I won’t be able to kiss you, don’t blame me, blame that bitch." He gestures towards the nurse and you raise your eyebrows pointedly at him.
“That’’s not very nice, Nate." You push his hair back with your fingers and use your other hand to rest on his stomach, something he enjoyed very much. He leans over and rests his head against your chest, you kiss the top draping an arm around his shoulders.   “You make me feel like I’m living a teenage dream!" He sings, muffling it against your chest and nuzzles into your boobs and smiles when he breaks away, “let’s go all the way tonight no regrets, just drugs! You can ride on me ‘till we die, you and me we’ll be together forever!" You can’t hold back your laughter at his lyrics chance.   “Baby shh," you warn pressing a kiss to his forehead, “not here, okay?"   “I might let you put your hands on me, in them skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight when I go down on youuuu." You blush bright red as he sings louder, the nurse pretends that she can’t here and comes back to check on Nate’s gauze instructing that he shouldn’t be talking which causes Nate to roll his eyes, “I don’t like her. She put a needle in my arm." He gestures towards the blue bandage located on the crease of his arm, “kiss it better, kiss it better!" He whines and you do so just to get him to shut up for a moment. Nate moves his arm to wrap around your waist and he tries to pull you onto the bed like chair with him.   “Nate! Stop!" You say in between giggling, “Nate, baby, really."   “I fuck with you, I fuck with you so hard." He murmurs, the nurse comes over to check on him again and he turns his attention to her, “this is my girlfriend, isn’t she pretty?" The nurse politely nods, “sometimes she rides me with my snapback on, yeah," he sighs, “she’s the best." Your eyes widen and you gently pull on his hair to get him to shut up, “Ow! Stop it, Y/N! You’re hurting my feelings!"   You roll your eyes at his pouting, “sorry," you begin and he smiles although his mouth is swollen and full of gauze. He pulls you forward and practically buries himself in your chest looking at your cleavage.
“This is my pillow, and I love my pillow." You back away slightly but even though Nate is high on the medication they gave him he’s still stronger than anything. The nurse comes in with his medication and extra gauze to give to you, you thank her and flash her a smile as Nate begins to hum again, but not without the sexual hip thrusting.   “Oh my god, Nate." You place your hand on his hips, and he takes that as a sign to get even more sexual. You can’t hold your laughter back and you cover your mouth, turning away, “Babe!" You complain and he laughs through the gauze, “you’re so embarrassing."   “Yeah? Well you’re beautiful." His words are muffled and messed up from the gauze, “I love you, I love you, I love you, especially when you ride me with my snapback on!"   He was high as fuck, and very sexual, but nonetheless he was adorable and you loved him being yours.

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June 2015