The actions were all so familiar, for despite their mateship not being even a year old they had already fallen into certain patterns, as lovers do. His arm across her body was familiar, the way, half asleep, her hugged her closer was familiar, the whole morning was familiar as if they had acted it out exactly the same way the day before. And if Cercelee took the time to think back to the day before, she might have been able to verify that they had. Or maybe it was another day the week before. At any rate, they had lived this morning before, more than once and yet it was not stale. Despite knowing that it had all happened before, and would happen again, Cer smiled at every sleepy movement and murmur her mate made, although she could perhaps guess them. Perhaps it was not exciting, but there was something secure and comfortable in reliving a pleasant moment more than once.
Pressing into him, she nuzzled her nose into the thick fur. Her words were muffled, but audible. Yes, it’s morning already. That means time to wake up. Teasingly she pulled back and shook him, and when she received mild resistance from that tactic she moved onto nipping at his ears. You can’t spend all day in bed. Another nip, this time at his cheeks. Well, you could, but if anyone asks, I did wake you. Cercelee smiled, staring down at the male’s face, waiting for him to fully open his eyes, fully take in the morning, fully comprehend her suggestive smile.
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