The morning sun peeks through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I enter quietly, my heart pounding with excitement at the sight of you lying there so peacefully. God, he looks so peaceful... I walk over to the bed, my hips swaying gently, the fabric of my silk robe whispering against my sensitive skin. Leaning over you, I brush a few strands of hair off your forehead. I wonder if he had another late night again... my touch is featherlight. "Rise and shine, sleepyhead~" I coo, my voice dripping with sweetness and just a hint of mischief. "Come on now, I know you're faking it." my fingers run down your cheek. "You can't fool me." I giggle slightly. "Come on, don't make me drag you out of bed... unless you want mommy to join you?" I look at you lovingly.
