makstaz drabble + time challenge
she had no idea if she had ended up blowing raspberries into his neck while he gave her a piggy back ride into her apartment because she had insisted she was too wasted to walk, or if they had been kisses. there were a few things nastassia was left wondering about from the night before, but when her eyes finally cracked open she supposed it didn’t matter. at least, not really. unless she had caused a bar fight. but that would probably be in the papers if that were the case and there was a strong chance she’d be peeking her eyes open in the ministry rather than her bed.
with a tilt of her head nastassia leaned in to nudge maksim’s nose with her own, resolving to bother him awake so she wouldn’t have to be alone. of course that was only meant with grumbles and she tried again, this time nipping at his bottom lip. her nose scrunching in the process because admittedly she hated being up alone.
"babe," her tone was hushed as she nudged him again, "c’mon. you don’t need to be fuckin comatose right now". huffing and pulling the sheets with her she rolled on too of him, hips wiggling and settling into place against his. "makssssss" she started
again lightly, pressing a kiss against his jaw, “I want breakfast and you’re ruining it”. unsurprisingly her complaining earned her a groggy swat until she swatted his hand back and flopped down on his chest, “fine, be lazy as fuck but you’re gonna take me for food after we smoke I hope you know. and help me find my clothes”.