Sylas hummed as she pressed her soft, warm lips to his neck. "Good morning, my Kezia," he said, voice still thick with sleep. He lifted one eyelid open to peek down at her and smiled before letting it close again. It felt so nice to just be laying here with her, it felt right and he was in no hurry to be parted from her. His hand continued to stroke her back and after a few moments he pulled her even closer until she was almost laying on top of him.

He opened his eyes and brushed her curls back away from her face. "That was much better," he said with a smile before pressing a kiss to her lips.

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