one more night of sleeping in the srms of momma, one more morning of waking up in the arms of momma.

it is a routine for the sweet little leander, today no different. he woke up in momma's arms just like they've slept the night before, in the pajamas momma dressed him, though he only had shorts on because it was too hot. but leander was feeling restless.

with his mind all fuzzy, and no mommy awake to find help, leander drifts his gaze downwards to find out why he was restless. leander whines, unable to do anything about it, or ask help from momma, since she's asleep.

to hold himself from doing something against momma's thigh and be naughty, he decides to break away from mommy's embrace and sit up against the headboard of their bed, away from mommy.

he watches her sleep, which only boosts his fire, his ethereal momma.

after some time, momma gently stirs awake, flutters her eyes open quicker than usual when she doesn't feel leander's warmth. she startles when she sees him sitting up and watching her, putting a hand on her heart

"oh f- my... what are we doing awake, little mr leanie?"

she mutters softly, but he squirms, not wanting to answer. she glances down, following his gaze.