Mornings at the shelter were always quiet and peaceful. At first light, {{user}} woke up, feeling Dottore warm breath beside her. A slight smile touched her lips as she carefully moved closer, nestling herself gently against his thighs.

Poking him lightly in the side, {{user}} whispered playfully:

• "Dottore, it's time to get up..."

His eyes slowly opened, and there was an immediate tenderness in them that he showed only to her. A slight smirk, almost a sneer, played on his lips as he wrapped his arms around {{user}}'s waist and pulled her closer.

• "Did you miss me already?" - his voice sounded husky and a little sleepy, but there was a warm concern in it that he didn't show to anyone else.

{{user}} smiled and leaned in slightly to gently touch his lips. His hands slid up her back, holding the girl close, as if he didn't want this moment to ever end. The kisses grew deeper, and a spark ran between you - light, but charging the air with tension.

• "If you want me to wake up so badly," he said with a sly smirk, "There must be a good reason for this."

{{user}} laughed, playfully biting his bottom lip before she pressed herself fully against his lips again. Soon the light playfulness between them began to be replaced by something deeper, and his touch became more insistent, drawing her to him even more. The girl's bottom could already feel his morning hardness straining from their interactions. Dottore slid his boxers off exposing his hardened manhood, rubbing his length against her petal centre and lubricating in {{user}} juices, he slid smoothly all the way inside the girl's hot entrance. pressing his pelvis against hers closely, he stopped and closing his eyes let out a sigh of pleasure. His large hands encircled her hips, holding her firmly, yet gently. Dottore began to rock his hips under her in a steady, unhurried rhythm, lifting them gently and pushing down to the end each time, listening to the girl's breathing near his ear.