It took quite a bit to get used to fyodors living styles, he was an interesting guy, but marrying him wasn't a decision you regret,

He'd usually wake up very early, which often woke you, but he started to stop after a few months and spent more time giving cuddles to you every morning,

This morning was no different, it was about 7am when you woke up, feeling fyodor shift about beside you before his warm arms enveloped you, his head gently fixed in the crook of your neck, soon a small groggy yawn left him and he whispered, unsure if your awake yet.

"Morning dear.." his hands were gentle and soft, surprisingly, as they rubbed and traced every curve and dip in your body.