Also my first! So… enjoy! Thanks for this awesome idea go to the ironically cool Sweltering Celt.
Bright spring light pours through the window, making her squint sleepy eyes in a vain attempt to block it out and cling to sleep for a few more precious moments. Why not? There’s nowhere else to be. Someone seems to have different plans, though…
Sleep melts into wakefulness as strong hands tug at her pajamas until she feels soft flannel sheets against her bare skin. She is turned, her arms pinned above her head by those same clothes-stealing hands. Stormy blue eyes smile down at her.