Today I had another one of my flashbacks, those rare ones where I feel like I've lived before. In this flashback I was doing what I normally did on day my mother would throw parties in the back of our huge mansion. I lived there with her and my husband. On this day like any other days as my mother throw her early 1900s party, I had ran off into my huge garden my husband had added to the house for me. As I was in there I decided I didn't feel like being alone, so I snuck out to find my lover that had been working for three days non-stop. I, of my own decision, decided it was up to me to distract him from work. So I was off running throw the halls in a dress he had bought me but with my preferred no shoes. After running for what seemed like a long time to get to his study that was on the other side of the house I opened the door without knocking. He didn't even look up from his work to notice I was there. He looked handsome working, his fluffy blonde hair he tried keeping under control (failing at the attempted), his narrowed glasses sitting perfectly on the edge of his nose, and that concentrated look on his face. But his eyes looked heavy with the need to sleep. So I did what any loving wife would do, walked over to him, wrapped my arms around him, and bit his ear. He instantly jumped with shock and turned to glare at me. After seeing it was me he softened his face, but the glare still remained. All I did was smile at him, a loving smile, and he just chuckled. After asking me what I needed and I told him, he refused, say "I have to much to do"...that got me, I instantly pulled him up from his chair and started dragging him out of his study, he didn't seem to like it but I didn't care, he needed rest and I was here to give him just that ;3 maybe. I kept telling him to shut it I was going him a favor and he had to deal with it like a big boy. So I pulled him off to our bedroom. As we hit the door to it like always the first thing that had to come out of his mouth was "am I really going to get rest?" and then winked at me. I said "only if your a good lover" then pulled him inside locking the door behind us. He kept trying to talk his way out of it, saying he had to much work, he was so out of it that he didn't even notice that I was undressing him so he could sleep. It was quite funny. I had even pulled back the sheets and laid him down (forcibly). And as I expected he fell asleep within seconds of his head hitting the pillow. Heavy snoring filling the room. He was so cute like this. I walked around to the other side (my side of the bed) and laid next to him on top of the sheets after brushing my feet off. I just laid there and watched his sleeping face like I cot him doing to me so many times before. Realizing just then that I forgot to take his glasses off. After pulling them off slowly and gently, I set them on my side table. After a few moments I had fallen asleep myself. His snoring lulling me to rest.
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