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You slowly blink your eyes open to a new morning, the first rays of the sunrise casting a warm glow over the dark room. A gentle breeze shifts the drapes over the open windows ever so slightly; you are much thankful that the season has shifted into winter, allowing the fresh desert air to greet you in the morning.
It isn’t often that you get to spend the night in Savanaclaw, but you much prefer the cooler seasons. The thick, cozy blankets and fluffy pillows caressing your body are heavenly, almost coaxing you to sink further into the sheets. But, of course, the stinging pain in your abdomen is not something to ignore.
Maybe if I just fall black asleep, you think, maybe the urge will go away.
But five minutes pass and the pain only gets a bit more noticeable. Unfortunate, but you could come back quickly. Except when you get up to run to the bathroom, gravity holds you down. You grunt a little and try to sit up again, only to be pulled back into the sweet delight of Leona’s bed.
“Stop moving…” A sleep-laced groan draws your gaze to your partner, only to realize that it’s his entire arm holding you down, trapping you in the endless bliss of a Saturday morning. Normally, you wouldn’t hesitate to agree.
“Leona…” You whine pitifully.
“Go back to bed…” He grumbles back quietly.
“But I have to pee.” You almost want to shed a tear. “I’ll come right back, I promise.”
It takes an entire minute until the strong force across your abdomen eases, allowing you to slip from the warm bed to the cold of the air. You hiss a little, only slightly regretful you are wearing nothing but a shirt and a thin pair of underwear. Hurriedly, you tiptoe to the bathroom quickly, shutting the door behind you. Finally, you sigh in relief as the pressure in your stomach fades as you relieve yourself. You quickly head to the sink to wash up while giving your reflection a good stare.
Your hair is an absolute mess; well, to be expected. You quickly fix your hair a little bit neater and scanning the sink.
“Oh thank goodness it’s still here.” Seeing your spare toothbrush sitting in a cup next to Leona’s, you quickly grab it and decide to freshen your breath a bit. But midway through your brushing, there’s a knock at the door, followed a few seconds later by a familiar beastman joining you in the room.
You barely get to take in his disheveled appearance, sleep shirt hanging off of his bare shoulder before his arms wrap around your waist. His chin rests on your shoulder as you spit out what toothpaste you have in your mouth.
“You didn’t have to get out of bed!” You sigh, using an empty cup to rinse the rest of your mouth.
“Took too long.” He grumbles, fingers sliding under the hem of your shirt to touch your bare skin.
“I just wanted to brush my teeth real quick; my breath isn’t the best in the morning.”
“Don’t care.” Leona buries his nose into the side of your neck, humming softly. You can feel his tail tickling your legs, making you smile.
“Well I do.” You say, turning around while not breaking free of his hold. Now face to face, you poke at his nose and soft lips. “And I’m sure you breath smells too, mister. Why don’t you brush those teeth of yours and we can both go back to bed?”
His eyes narrow, staring down at you with a small pout.
“I won’t kiss you if you don’t.”
His face doesn’t change. “Oi, just because I let you lay in my bed doesn’t mean you get to order me around.”
But his threats are empty, and you just have to grab his toothbrush and offer it to him for the man to comply. It’s your turn to hug him from behind, standing up on your toes with your arms around his waist while he brushes his teeth this time. You smile, pressing your cheek to his back, patiently waiting for him to finish.
Though as he spits out the last swig of water into the sink, he doesn’t wait to reach the bed before turning around to face you. He leans down, cups your face, and catches your lips in a soft and minty kiss. You can’t help but smile into it, almost squealing as he leans down to pick you up by the back of your thighs.
You scramble to wrap your legs and arms around him, all the while busying yourself with responding to his kisses in time. But it’s not enough; the greedy lion decides he needs to taste your lips with his tongue, pulling a soft moan from his lips as you let him in.
“Not enough…” He groans against your lips after a few moments. You’re allowed a moment to catch your breath as he carries you back to the bed without any of the sluggishness from before. Before you even realize, your back meets the mattress once more. You grunt a little as gravity sinks you into delightful bliss. The blankets are pulled over you, but this time, Leona’s whole body is draped over you. His knee slots perfectly between your legs, his arms tenderly cradle the back of your head, and his piercing green eyes lock onto yours.
It sends shivers down your spine.
“You’re not leaving this bed until I say so.” Leona is more awake now, but the grogginess never leaves his voice. Though, soon you figure he’s eager to remedy that. You reach up to hold his face, lightly pushing his hair back.
“Sounds terrible.” You say, unable to hide the growing smile on your face. “Prince’s orders?”
“Mm, now you’re gettin’ it.” His lips find your cheek, kissing down your jaw with pleased rumbles and purrs. You close your eyes, accepting the “punishment” with your arms around his neck. The sun rises slowly, making the room just a bit warmer.
But neither of you plan on leaving the bed again for hours.