The sun light stretched across the room through the window as Utahime slowly opened her eyes. She sat up and yawned, stretching her arms before looking over at you.

You had red scratches across your back and bite marks on your neck. She blushed as the memories from last night came back.

She sighed, stepping out of the bed and tiredly walked into the kitchen to make breakfast. About 10 minutes later, you woke up and groggily wrapped your arms around her waist and leaned against her.

“Mm.. Morning.” She mumbled, keeping her focus on the bacon and eggs. You let out a small and barely audible “mm..” and she smiled slightly.

You suddenly leaned down and gently and teasingly bit her neck, and she blushed furiously. She turned off the stove as the eggs and bacon were done cooking and and turned around in your arms and glared up at you with a small and adorable pout.

You smirked slightly and leaned down, kissing her scar gently. She blushed slightly more and looked away from you, grumbling to herself.

“I hate you..”