Mejo curled into her more. Enjoying her cool skin. He nuzzled her in his sleep. He was relaxing because she was his mistress and his companion. To him she was a friend even if she WAS impossible sometimes. He whimpered when she moved his head. He had been comfortable on her soft breasts. He pressed in even closer to her. Whimpering around the time his scream woke her he was thrashing around. Clawing at the air a bit as if grabbing on tightly to something and was too afraid to let go. His movements hand him with his hands clutching her clothing tightly. He had tears trailing down his cheeks but he didn't know why. His eyes opened and he held her clothing tighter. His eyes unfocused and fearful. Confused and not understanding. The light began to focus in his eyes and he whimpered. The pain of the hangover kicking in. "Owwie..." He said as he curled up against her more. "My head hurts. I don't remember why it hurts." He said. Whimpering more. He had clearly been extremely drunk because he didn't remember last night at all. "Abbigal I hurt so much in my head<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Heji moaned as he continued thrusting in Silva. Bobbing his head up and down. Raking his teeth again. Purring as he felt him arching and wiggling around. It felt odd in his mouth. Thrusting a bit faster and harder. He looked at Silva and pulled his mouth up to talk. "mmm....I love it when you say my name like that." His eyes weren't fully open but then again Silva already knew he wasn't awake. He pulled Silva up and down to meet his thrusts. Sucking on Silvas tip. Taking all of Silva into his mouth and down his throat. Purring around his penis as he began sucking harder but still in a pleasurable way. He dripped pre into Silva but he was nowhere near coming. He was going to make Silva come first. Bobbing his head still.