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Trixie opened her mouth to reply to him, finding the ability blocked by his lips. She reciprocated his kiss, a little taken aback, but eager none the less. She curled a hand around to lay on the back of his head, her grip on his hair somewhat tight. Her other hand rested gently on his hip.
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Matt made himself pull away after a couple minutes, silently catching his breath. He could hardly see Trixie due to the fact it was now dark, but he managed to rest his hands wher he usually did, on her waist, just fine. "I mean seriously now, we can sleep" he smiled, his eyes feeling slightly heavy for the first time that night.
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Trixie took a long moment to watch him in the dark as they both caught their breath. She took her hand off his hip to grab one of his hands, intertwining their fingers and laying her head wordlessly against his chest. She ran her thumb gently across the back of his hand, giving faint smile. "Goodnight, Matt." She chimed softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Sleep well." She muttered, pressing another kiss to his cheek like she didn't want to stop before she laid her head back down on his chest, closing her eyes to listen to his heartbeat.
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"Sleep well" Matt said quietly, glancing at Trixie as she rested on his chest. He rested his arms around her, giving a faint smile after the couple of kisses on his cheek. It took him a while to actually get to sleep, he was too busy just thinking about the thoughts of the past couple days. But eventually,he managed to drift off, feeling admittedly a lot happier than he had been the past couple of nights.
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Trixie was fast to sleep, quicker than usual, even. She woke somewhat early the next morning, stirring faintly. Her eyes fluttered open to the sound of his breathing and his warmth, and curled slightly closer to him while she could. She raised her head to look over his shoulder at the clock resting on the nightstand, biting her lip as she contemplated the time. She would have to leave within a half hour, at most to make it to her lecture hall on time.
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Matt stirred pretty much once he felt someone stir, and his eyes fluttered open, travelling immediately to Trixie who was already awake. "Morning" he said with a smile, his voice coming out quiet but deep as he spoke. His hand was settling on her waist, and he took it away for a couple seconds to pull a loose strand of hair out form his fringe, then re-positioned himself. "How are you feeling?" he asked, following on his greeting rather soon.
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"Morning. I didn't mean to wake you up." Trixie said softly, her tone apologetic. She raised her head and gave him a kiss as a greeting. She raised a hand to toy with his hair, offering a sweet smile. "Great, actually. A little dissapointed since I have to leave in about a half hour, but otherwise wonderful." She offered. "How about you?"
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"Its fine honestly, i'm glad you woke me up" Matt smiled, instinctively stroking her hair as soon as he got the chance. He did feel disappointed at her saying she had to leave, but no doubt she'd see him again. "i'm good. very thirsty, but good. i might get my drink from downstairs if that's okay" he said, sitting up a little so he could manoeuvre himself out form under the sheets.
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"Yeah, sure. Would you mind if I stole a shirt? I don't feel like wearing that sweater again today." Trixie nodded, giving him a little pleading look as she sat up. She settled back down after he got up, curling up where he had been and watching him intently.
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"Of course. The draws are there, just pick whatever" Matt smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead. He hauled himself up, not bothering to find his shirt to throw on, instead after letting Trixie know he wouldn't take long, slipped out the room. As soon as his foot his the bottom stair he spotted Layla sat in the kitchen, and he closed his eyes for a split second as if preparing himself for what's to come. Just get a drink and go was all he could think to himself as he entered the kitchen. However, the girl had other plans and erupted into some dumb conversation about something or the other. For the fact Matt had no interest in her, she seemed a lot more bearable this morning, and after about ten minutes of talking he actually got into the conversation. The end of the conversation resulted in some slight spilt water all over him, due to the fact she was very..energetic, and Matt had to simply sit there and let her wipe the water off of his abs, admittedly very suggestively.
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