Sharing a bed has its rewards, especially if they are a heavy sleeper. Your own special toy to fill in those nights when, sleep doesn't come quickly. Hey dreamer, sound sleeper and your bed stealing sprawl, all limbs distant, like you dream of falling. Sound sleeper nothing wakes you.
Not the sheet being dragged from you, not the square of weak street light that aids my viewing.
Not my hands, tracing here, holding there. You don't wake at my warm breath as I lean to catch your scent still clinging.
You do stir however, at my curious and unrepentant tongue. Crossing from acceptable to intimate, from open expanses of soft skin to hidden intricacies.
You finally wake, sliding from your dreams. And their ghostly sensations into the warm bathing of my mouth.
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