“Mmmmnnnnn….” The creeping rays of a climbing sun seeming to provoke a low and almost purring groan from the lips of a lass with flowing locks of brown that were currently looking the worse for wear after the night she had just been through, slowly and sleepily the emerald eyes of Sofia Serena seemed to open and show the dazzling colour which lay beneath their lids, as the girl herself seemed to flop her limbs with a lazy sense of relaxation promoted by her position. Dressed only in the delight of a silky sheet which she shared with the woman who rested next to her, various stretches of exposed flesh seemed to highlight the length of her legs and the roundness of her rump as she wrapped her arms around something warm to squeeze tightly, and then looked at that same thing in turn with a quiet sense of delight.
Nothing better to wake up to than Alisa Vollan~ The hold of the sandman seeming to slowly ebb for the fine fair femme as she focused upon the scintillating and sinuous shape nearby, the heaviness of those lids seemed to melt away as she took in the peerless curves and well developed tone of the woman she married, but it was the face of her fellow fox that really made her heart pound.
Feels like every time I see her I fall in love with her all over again~? The beauty of the black-haired belle truly breathtaking, while Sofia herself was certainly not lacking for visual appeal herself she felt no shame in admitting the idea that she couldn't hold a candle when compared to her bewitching bride, or at least not for long. There something about her wonder of a wife that felt fascinating even when she did nothing at all, be it rose tinted spectacles or the memory of a well spent evening and beyond before this waking, but whatever the cause she was totally smitten with the sable siren, and that wasn't about to change any time soon, that was for damn sure.
“Good morning, sunshine~” Totally besotted by her bride and because of that, even if she wasn't sure if luscious lady with whom she laid was awake yet or not offering a greeting and the sweet taste of her lips as well, even had she wanted to there was absolutely nothing that Miss Serena could do to resist the urge to suckle on that perfect, plump pout that belonged to her bed mate. And rest assured, no part of her wished to fight that particular urge.
Assuming it's still morning, of course~ Lost in that loveliness as she tightened her grasp around the gorgeous gothic goddess, there was nothing in that moment that this mischievous mermaid would have changed, and of that she was absolutely and positively certain. The one after that garnering a shallower sense of appreciation however, one rarely welcomed the sound of something screaming through the air and then smashing into a building near them with any kind of good humour, but today, this was really taking the cake…