You're awoken by your boyfriend's lips being pressed against your forehead. Smiling, you stir a little, your elbow accidentally bumping into his side. Ashton huffs a little and chuckles softly, his big hand coming to grab your arm gently.

"Morning,"

He whispers, the raspy voice hitting your ear. His fingers trail up your arm to the strap of your top, pushing it down your shoulder. A mere second later, Ashton presses his warm lips on your skin, kissing you again.

"You smell so lovely."