[ there are some benefits to cecily not liking mornings. it lets cullen do a lot in the time between when he wakes and when she does. and, on mornings where he has little to do, it means he can take his time to enjoy the rays of dawn peeking through the windows. it means he can wake cecily up the way he most enjoys--by peppering soft kisses on her skin.
he starts with a feather-light touch of his lips behind her ear. then her shoulder. the base of her neck. his hands skim up the side of her thigh and over her hip, tracing constellations over the skin of her side. another kiss pressed to her shoulder, and cullen shifts, pushing himself up on one hand so he can more easily kiss her cheek, her jaw, the corner of her mouth. ]
Wake up, love. [ he murmurs, voice sleep-rough and deep. ] It's morning.
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he starts with a feather-light touch of his lips behind her ear. then her shoulder. the base of her neck. his hands skim up the side of her thigh and over her hip, tracing constellations over the skin of her side. another kiss pressed to her shoulder, and cullen shifts, pushing himself up on one hand so he can more easily kiss her cheek, her jaw, the corner of her mouth. ]
Wake up, love. [ he murmurs, voice sleep-rough and deep. ] It's morning.