They lay together the TV flickered in the darkened room, the quite sounds of a couple talking drifted around the room as a drama played out on the small screen. Neither of the couple paid attention to the program, he breathing gently as he slipped between awake and sleep, she smiling felt the rise and fall of his chest and the steady beat of his heart.

He slipped into dreamland and rolled over placing his head on her breasts. She couldn’t help but smile, this was the reverse of how they normally sleep. He had stolen all the pillows so she was lying awkwardly on the floor. Her man holding her, as if afraid she would slip away. She absently stroked the soft, tangled hair on his head, and brushed the back of her hand across the stubble on his cheek.

It was unusual that he was asleep and she awake she thought before a mischievous smile crossed her lips, Dan did not ask Hilary for many things, but she knew that a great way for a man to be woken, was with a naughty bit of oral play. She decided she must take advantage of the situation.

Gently she rolled him onto his back. Dan let out a whimper of protest before she held his arms around her. She kissed his cheek and watched his handsome face. Her hand trailed down his chest. Disappointingly, he had fallen asleep fully clothed. There in lay the challenge. She slipped her fingers under the bottom of his T-shirt and stroked his stomach. His belt was easy to undo, his ‘seat-belt belt’. “damn it,” she whispered as he stirred out of his slumber. She lay back down in his arms as he unwillingly slipped back into consciousness. A few mumbles escaped his lips along with some sleepy kisses. They greeted each other in the usual way, with gentle kisses, cuddles and the breathed “I love you”.

It was early evening and they hadn’t intended on resting for so long, as they had plans later on. Still, they protested the fact they had to get up.

He started to tickle her, she yelped and laughed and gently slapped him away. Getting out of bed was hard enough without him making it more difficult. They played and laughed for a little while longer. Then he changed tactics.

He began to hum playfully, with his mouth pressed to her jeans. She giggled again, and said, “If you ’re going do that, do it lower.” He moved lower between her legs and continued to hum at different pitches. It felt nice. The humming stopped and he flopped back onto the makeshift bed and declared, “sleeps time now” and closed his eyes.

‘Not a chance!’ she thought. He wasn’t getting away that easily. She straddled him. Her tight fitting ‘skinny’ jeans limited her movement and flexibility. Clumsily she sat on him and leaned forward.

For her, the next few moments were a blur. All she cared was that he was with her, inside her, consuming her

“Ow! You ’re pushing the belt into me!” Dan yelped

“Sorry, baby.” She leaned again to kiss him. She wasn’t big but she was somewhat clumsy. She kissed his face, covering everywhere: his forehead, his cheeks, his lips, oh those luscious lips, his neck….

Her hands trailed under his T-shirt and she lifted it over his head, but not off completely, just enough to restrict his movement. As she sat, letting her gaze drift over his body, she could feel his presence. He was so beautiful, so strong, so trusting.