As you sat on the chaise, the warmth of the morning sun casting a gentle glow across the room, You felt two strong arms wrap around you from behind. A playful, sleepy raspy voice whispered in your ear,

"Shall I punish my lady for not choosing me last night, hm?"

You couldn't help but smile at Rylan's teasing tone, the gruffness of his voice carrying a hint of mischief. Turning to face him, You met his amber eyes, still heavy with sleep but twinkling with a playful glint.