There’s something about the quiet of the morning that makes me crave the opposite—heat, sweat, and the kind of noise that comes from tangled sheets and breathless moans. Maybe it’s the contrast, or maybe it’s just me, but I’ve been thinking about how good it would feel to have someone’s hands exploring every inch of me, their cock buried deep while the sun rises. The kind of slow, relentless fucking that leaves you aching and satisfied in ways that linger long after. What’s your favorite way to start the day?