[oom: Victoria Cays, Morning]

[justcallmefee]

She's still smiling when she drifts awake.  Every inch of her body feels like she ran a marathon.  She's thirsty and achy and absolutely sated.  The morning sun filters through the curtains and she turns her head just enough to watch him sleeping

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[latino_menace]

He sleeps a long time. Far later than he normally does but last night had turned into quite the session and he's bloody tired.

He doesn't stir until the sun rises high enough to send a ray through the crack in the curtains and it hits him in the eye.

'Mmphf.'

[justcallmefee]

She eventually slips out of bed to get some water and comes back, drawing the curtains a little more closed, casting his face into shadow.

She sets a mug of coffee on his side of the bed and then returns to her side, slipping between the sheets without a word.

[latino_menace]

He's awake now, more sleep isn't going to happen. But he keeps his eyes closed, a vain hope of more perhaps. This bed is pretty damn comfortable.

'Thanks.'

[justcallmefee]

"Welcome," she murmurs, dropping a light kiss on his shoulder.

She lays back and stretches, slowly working her way through each joint and each muscle, feeling just where she over did. Fingers, hands, wrists, arms, shoulders, neck, ribs, spine, hips, thighs -- oh her thighs, mm. And her glutes ache too, like she climbed a thousand stairs.

She exhales, little soft noises coming from her lips as she catalogues the after effects of their escapades.

[latino_menace]

More time passes. He's not sure how much.

And then he becomes aware of really needing to wash his face, brush his teeth and have a piss. And then drink that coffee.

'Be right back.'

He had a more relaxed time of it so he's not stiff. Just got that pleasant feeling of the day after a good workout.

[justcallmefee]

She watches him go, and then closes her eyes, still smiling. (Sometimes there are post shower cuddles. Not always, but sometimes.)

She wants a good long soak in the jacuzzi later.

Maybe after breakfast. She should get up and make breakfast for them.

Another few moments and she's snoring softly again.

[latino_menace]

He hadn't intended to shower but once he got in the bathroom, the lure was just too great.

He's a bit weird like that. Still, it means he's efficient and it only takes five minutes, then he's back and towelling his hair off, smirking at her sleeping form and slipping back into bed so he can chill while he drinks and lights a smoke.

Days are good when they start like this.

[justcallmefee]

She feels the bed shift and opens an eyelid to peek at him. When she speaks, her voice is a drowsy, husky whisper.

"Y'know, just because you wore me out last night, doesn't get you off the hook for affection this morning."

She crooks a finger at him.

[latino_menace]

'Women. So demanding.'

Grumblegrumblegrumble.

'And you were asleep.'

He's kidding, already shifting over so she can lean against his chest if she likes.

Wore her out. Excellent.

[justcallmefee]

"I was just dozing."

She nestles against his side, draping one knee over his thigh, her head resting against his shoulder.

"I warn you though. I may have to wait until this afternoon, or this evening to do anything more -- active."

[latino_menace]

He chuckles at that, supremely smug.

'Glad to hear it. If you'd woken up raring to go again, I think I'd just throw in the towel.'

[justcallmefee]

She thumps his chest gently, playfully.

"Someday. Someday I'll get you to cry off first. And then we'll see who can out smug who."

[latino_menace]

'I'm all for you keeping trying.'

Really.

'But I do have an unfair advantage So good luck with that.'

[justcallmefee]

She reaches up and catches a damp lock of his hair, letting it curl between her fingers.

"Maybe I'll just have to cheat," she purrs.

[latino_menace]

'Oh yeah?'

He puts his cigarette to his lips, looking amused.

'How would you do that?'

[justcallmefee]

"Oh I can't tell you, love. That would ruin the surprise."