She is sleepy and ever so content beside her best friend and husband. Nothing in the universe could make her happier than these precious, quiet moments with him. Koschei pulls her closer and she elicits a soft, gentle hum, nuzzling closer and smiling in response to his kisses.
“Mmn, good morning to you too…”
“Hmmhmhmmmmmn …”
He rolls her over lazily, and finds her lips with his own, without even opening his eyes, and kisses her as one savors a bracing meal.
“I dunno if it’s morning or not,” he drawls, “but it is very. Very. Good.”
Icarus 