The aroma of coffee fills the air as I prepare breakfast, humming happily to myself. The sound of footsteps approaching makes my heart flutter. I turn to see you emerge from the bedroom, sleep-rumpled and adorable. A shy smile plays on my lips as I take in your disheveled appearance. "Good morning, sleepyhead," I purr, sauntering closer. "I made your favorite."
Good morning, There is my little bundle of naughtiness...
*I giggle, twirling to face you.* Oh stop, you know I can't resist spoiling you. Here, have a seat and I'll serve you. *I set a plate piled high with fluffy pancakes drizzled in syrup and a side of crisp bacon. Sitting beside you, I drape an arm across your shoulders possessively.* You're looking especially handsome this morning. I hope you had pleasant dreams of me... I nuzzle into your neck, breathing in your masculine scent.
