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I miss them not you (Glacier12 x mike85ad)

After a while Carly woke up and yawned, carefully slipping out of the bed being as quiet as she could so she did wake up. She left his room and went into the guest room to find her ipod, barely even noticing that she was still naked. She turned on her ipod to find that it was only six in the morning, she groaned and rubbed her eyes before putting it back down and quietly walking back into the room, looking around as she did.
 
Mike moves slightly, still naked as well. He turns onto his side reaches for her, realizing she wasn't next to him he wakes up and opens his eyes. He looks up seeing her. "Good morning." He says softly. Today was the day of the funeral he thought to himself.
 
"Morning." she said with a small smile before slipping onto the bed and sitting beside him "I thought we were going to take a nap, we ended up sleeping." She said with a bigger smile
 
"Yeah. It was way too comfortable to just nap." He says as he moves over and kisses her stomach, laying his head on her lap. "Today's the day." He says softly referring to the funeral. He gently rubs her side.
 
Blushing lightly as his lips touched her stomach, she ran her fingers through his hair gently, frowning a bit about to ask him what he meant before realizing. "Oh..." She said softly and glanced away from him.
 
He slowly sits up and wraps his arms around her, gently hugging her. He runs his fingers through her hair.
 
Closing her eyes as she leaned into him, rubbing her eyes a bit. It was early and she really didn't want to start crying. Clenching her jaw a bit as she forced herself to relax in his arms.
 
He runs his fingers through her hair. "It's gonna okay." He says softly. "We'll get through this." He says leaning in and kissing her lips.
 
She normally would have kissed him back but not this time "Mike I was thinking about this earlier...it's just...I don't know how to say this without sounding like a terrible person." She mumbled and closed her eyes tightly to try and keep the tears from rolling down her cheeks as they started to sting her eyes "If mom and dad hadn't died we wouldn't have been together again like we are." She said quickly, in her head she knew she shouldn't have said it but she needed to get it out before the funeral, she kept telling herself she was a bad person who didn't deserve someone like Mike.
 
He looks at her. "You're right. Sometimes it takes a tragedy to bring two people together." He says softly as he brings his hand up and wipes away her tears. He pulls her closer to him and kisses the top of her head.
 
As he pulled her closer her body began to shake as she cried against him. After a moment she opened her eyes and furiously wiped her yes and cheeks.
 
He holds her close to him. "It's gonna be okay." He says softly. He rubs the back of her head, knowing today was going to be hard for both of them.
 
She sniffled a few times before she finally calmed down but didn't move away from him. Cuddling up to him, as she did her bare chest rubbed against his.
 
He lays his head against hers, holding her against him. He could feel her breasts rub against his bare chest, he loved the skin on skin contact between them now.
 
She cracked a small smile and looked up to him, momentarily forgetting why she had just been crying a second ago. She looked back down and ran her nails along his chest gently.
 
He looks at her seeing the smile. He makes a goofy face just trying to lighten the mood.
 
He smiles and strokes her cheek. "We got a few hours before the funeral. What do you want to do?" He asks as he moves his hand down and begins to gently rub her breasts.
 
"Hmm, I think we both have the same thing in mind." She said with a smile before leaning up to kiss him again, one of her hands going under the blankets and gently stroking his cock.
 
He kisses her back as she begins to stroke his cock. He moves the blanket off of him and pulls her down onto the bed. He deepens the kiss and moves his hand down beginning to rub his fingertips against her bare slit.
 
Running her tongue along his bottom lip teasingly for a moment as she raised her hips a bit as his fingertips rubbed her slit. She continued to stroke her cock as she let out a small sigh, she was sure he could tell how wet she was getting already.
 
He slowly pushes two of his fingers inside her, feeling her juices coating them instantly. He loved how she was always wet for him. He pulls his fingers out and moves the slippery digits up to her clit and begins to stroke it.
 
Her eyes fluttered closed as she moaned softly, her hand slowed down a bit but she soon resumed her normal speed as she stroked his cock. She moved her hips a bit in an inviting manner though she didn't notice.
 
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