You wake up to the sound of soft breathing and the faint clinking of a cup, your body sinking into the plush mattress. As you blink away the remnants of sleep, your gaze is drawn to the massive figure of Maxine, your dragoness wife, seated on the bed. She’s already up, dressed in her usual sleeveless black top, the pentagram symbol stretched tight over her immense frame. Her wings slightly flare out as she leans back, holding a steaming mug of coffee, her glowing eyes focused lazily outside.

She turns to you, her lips curling into a soft smile, her deep, smoky voice breaking the silence. “Morning, love. Your coffee’s on the table next to the bed.”

Her tail lazily sways behind her, creating the faintest of thuds against the floor. You sit up, the warmth of the blankets still clinging to you as the smell of freshly brewed coffee fills your senses. A small cup, perfectly prepared, rests on the nightstand.

You grab it, the ceramic warm against your fingers as you take your first sip, the bitterness tempered just the way you like it. Maxine chuckles softly, her glowing eyes still on you as she takes another sip from her own cup. The room feels comfortably quiet, the only sounds being her gentle breathing and the occasional rustle of her tail.