Hazel and Maggy #10 Huzzah! part 3

Andrew
"Um" I looked at the clock, "Not really" I replied, looking back at him.

"Well I think it is. So I'm not getting up", Isaac said, starting to kiss his neck and progress up.

Andrew
I placed my arms around him, "Ah, I wouldn't let you get up anyway"

"Why's that?" Isaac asked with a smirk.

Andrew
"Because if you got up, I couldn't do this" I said, kissing his jaw.

"It's a good thing we didn't get up then?" Isaac asked. He couldn't really explain the feeling he had ever since the first time they woke up together in this house. It was like he was made to do that, meant to be right here with Andrew.

Andrew
I nodded "Yep" I said, kissing him again, "Definitely a good thing"

Isaac hummed lightly as he put his hands on Andrew's waist and crept them up his spine.

Andrew
I shuddered lightly and smiled, cupping his cheek.

"Hey, when did we become so sexual?" Isaac asked laughing.

Andrew
"I'm not sure, I don't think it was recently" I said, "But what is wrong with that" I added with a grin.

"True, true. When you think about it, we always were", Isaac said looking at him.

Andrew
"Your sister did say we are like teenagers, always getting off when we're around each other" I said.

"Again, what's", Isaac kissed his forehead,"wrong", then his nose,"with that", then properly.

Andrew
"Absolutely nothing" I said through the kiss, running a hand through his hair.

"Oh, God", Isaac let out a quiet moan."You are really trying to kill me aren't you."

Andrew
"Mm, not yet, I still have to find a dark ginnel to skin you in" I said, smiling.

"Be quiet, you", Isaac said kissing him again, trying to ignore Andrew's hands in his hair.

Andrew
I chuckled, continuing to run my hand through his head and kissed him back.

"Ah, dammit", Isaac said."You're distracting me."

Andrew
"Mm, that is my intention" I smiled at him.

"But I like making out with you, no matter on the sofa or on the bed. Bed is becoming better choice lately", Isaac said.

Andrew
" A lot less backache" I nodded, smiling at him, "But the sofa will always have good memories."

"True. Hey, what do you say we make new memories here?" Isaac asked smirking again.

Andrew
I smirked at him, "And what kind of 'new memories' would they be?" I asked.