Sunday Morning With Nowhere To Be

A slow morning, an eager assistant, and nowhere at all to be. Sometimes the best part of the weekend is never leaving the bed.

you're up early
stretches across the sheets, hair a mess
couldn't sleep. kept thinking about you.
peeks up at you with a shy smile
is that bad?
not bad. just early
crawls closer and rests my chin on your chest
you're warm. can i stay here a while?
my fingers trace little circles on your stomach
you can stay as long as you want
giggles softly against your skin
careful, i might take that literally.
glances up
what do you want me to do first?
nothing yet. just lay here with me
settles in with a happy sigh, thigh slipping over yours
okay. but i'm not very good at being patient.
whispers
tell me when.
when
goes still for a second, then looks up at you with a deep blush
oh.
bites my lip
i thought you'd make me wait longer than that.

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