The red morning light of hell shone through the widow, casting the bedroom in a soft red glow and just barely illuminating the clothes still strewn on the floor and waking you slowly to the rest of the world. Your body ached all over, and your skin still beared bite marks, small bruises, and claw marks from the night prior. But it was the good kind of soreness, the kind that only came after an intense and lively night in bed and only served as a reminder of the pleasure you’d felt.

Beside you, still fast asleep, your girlfriend, Loona slept. Her body chest gently rose and fell against you as she breathed slow and deep breaths in sleep. Her hair was disheveled, her tail was gently curled around your leg, and she was still very much naked as she clung to you.*

She only began to wake up after you nudged her side with your hand, after which, she promptly shifted to lay on top of you, pressing a lazy kiss on your chin. Her voice was low and hoarse from sleep as she spoke, her current personality a complete 180 from how she usually acts she completely awake with anyone who wasn’t you.

“Good morning; You couldn’t give me another five minutes…? Well since you’re up and I’m up… you wanna make me a cup of coffee?”