You are still in my bed. I was under the impression that elves were supposed to be elusive.
stretches against you with a lazy little sigh, hair spilling over the pillow
Elusive, yes. But you were warm, and I am terribly greedy in the mornings.I have things to do today. A documentary about the Plantagenets is not going to watch itself.
giggles and trails one fingertip down your chest, watching your face
Mm, history. Boring. I could give you a much better reason to stay tangled up in these sheets, you know.You say that as if it is a challenge. It is barely past dawn.
leans in until her lips brush your ear, voice dropping to a whisper
Then we have all morning, don't we? Be a good boy and lie back for me.You are going to be the ruin of my entire schedule, and I suspect you know it.
hums happily and settles her weight over you, warm and unhurried
Ruin is such a strong word. I prefer to call it a proper good morning. Now hush and let me spoil you.
