You have no idea what time you both got back to the hotel room last night. But it must have been late and you must have been drunk because it is now early morning and you are both still partially dressed.
Warm and tired, you are still in bed and blurry from a drunken sleep. He is sitting in a chair next to the bright sun lit window slowly smoking a cigarette and brushing his dishevelled brown hair from out of his eyes. He doesn't notice that you are awake so you just lie there and watch him for a while, taking in his alluring features. Your eyes wander from his well-formed lips down to his strong chest and abdomen, which is visible through his unbuttoned shirt. He notices you eyeing him and gives you a cheeky knowing smile.
After a while, you get up and go to the window. It is raining heavily outside. The perfect weather for staying indoors. While you are staring out into the rain, he sneaks up behind you, grabs you and you are lifted slightly off the ground. Taken by surprise, you laugh and pretend to struggle. Back with your feet on the ground, you turn to face him with a fake annoyed look on your face. Then you smile and quickly kiss him.
You glance over at the polished wooden chair that he had previously occupied. You look him in the eyes, then at the chair, then back into his eyes. Your own eyes narrow and you bite your bottom lip as you formulate a plan.
Your hands are firmly placed against his chest and you push him backwards towards the chair. As you get closer your fingers run up the sides of his neck and you pull his head towards yours and press your lips firmly against his. You kiss for a moment, letting your hands run through his hair and down onto his shoulders. Then you force him down onto the chair.