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As you began to wake, the heat from the sunlight and the ocean of covers began to register. You hummed happily and looked to your left.
Lady Alcina Dimitrescu was there, still fast asleep. Her breathing steady—almost melodic to your ears.
Moments like these were rare as she usually woke before you. Always having to tend to something or other around the castle. But today, she was here.
You could feel your body heat up just looking at her. Asleep or awake, she had more of an effect on you than you’d care to admit. Thankfully, she understood the magnetism between you two and it remained an unspoken pleasure you both revelled in.
You slowly pushed back the covers from your face to alleviate the still growing heat, leaving them to bunch up around your midsection.
Turning onto your side to face her, you slowly reached out and traced the lace of her nightgown along her neckline. Such exquisite clothing, always tailored perfectly to her body, always form fitting enough to drive you wild. You’re silently grateful she’s a heavy sleeper, so your admiration could go unnoticed.
Your fingers followed her neckline up to her clavicle, and continued softly tracing along her to her neck up to her jaw.
Her cold, pale skin always beckoning your touch. Her skin—tempering the heat you exuded as a human. Beautifully cooling during your more intimate moments.
Your hand followed and rested along her jaw, your thumb graced her plush, makeup-free lips for a moment before falling back down and gently resting on her breast. You desperately wanted to kiss her, but fear of waking her held you back. So you simply admired. Everything about Alcina was like poetry. Her grace and eloquence seemed to contradict her towering form. The delicacy in her movements and features alike astound you still.
As gently as you could, you snuggled in closer.
“Good morning, draga mea”
Dammit.
“Good morning” you replied looking up at her with a small smile, “did I wake you?”
Genuine concern lacing your words.
she shrugged slightly, “It’s fine my dear, I should be getting ready anyway” she stated, beginning to get up.
“Wait”
She looked at you, a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised.
“Please stay, just a little longer” you pleaded, dreading for the moment to end so soon.
She gave a pleased hum, “Just this once, draga mea” she said and laid back down, pulling you in closely.
She wouldn’t say it, but you could tell she was pleased by your protests. Anything to hold her darling a little longer.
“Thank you” you said quietly, as she placed a kiss to your forehead, allowing her lips to stay there a while.
You tucked your head under her chin and kissed her neck, happy for her to be humouring your request.