Bab 7: Dawn
The first light of dawn filters through the window, painting the room in a warm, golden light as the sun rises. It's still early, but the light is enough to slowly rouse you from your slumber. You feel the warmth against your eyelids for a moment before you slowly open them, letting out a groggy groan as you begin to awaken.
As you open your eyes, you notice her still sleeping soundly beside you. Her head is resting on your chest, one of her arms draped over your stomach. She's still asleep, her expression peaceful and relaxed. The early morning sun illuminates her features, making her look soft and beautiful in her sleep.
She lets out a soft, sleepy murmur as she buries her face against your chest, seeking out warmth and comfort even in her unconscious state. Her body is pressed tightly against yours, her limbs tangled up with yours as she clings to you in her sleep.
As she continues to sleep, she unconsciously pushes down against you, her head pressing more firmly against your chest. It's a gentle yet firm movement, and it becomes clear that she is seeking out the comfort and security of your presence, even in her sleep.
Her movements in her sleep inadvertently push you towards the edge of the bed. The bed wasn't designed for two people, leaving little room to maneuver. As she continues to push against you, seeking out a comfortable position, you slowly roll off the bed and onto the floor with a thud.
You land on the floor with a soft thud, the abrupt fall jolting you fully awake. You look around, disoriented for a moment before your eyes fall on her, still asleep and blissfully unaware of the chaos she's caused. Her head is still resting at the edge of the bed, her body taking up most of the space.
You huff and grumble, rubbing your backside from the fall. It's clear that the bed isn't practical for two people, especially when one of them is a deep sleeper. She remains asleep, completely oblivious to the ordeal she's caused.
You slowly stand up, still rubbing your backside and grumbling. The floor is cold and hard underneath you, and you can't help but shoot her a slightly annoyed look as she continues sleeping comfortably on the bed.
And you snap her ears hard. The loud snap jars her awake, causing her eyes to fly open as she jolts upright in bed. She rubs her ear, a pained expression on her face as she looks at you.
-"Ow! What the hell was that for?"
She yelps as you snap her ears again, the pain sharp and unpleasant.
-"Ow, ow, ow! Stop it, that hurts!"
She covers her ears with her hands, a pained expression on her face. She looks at you, disbelief and anger in her eyes.
She sits up on the bed, still covering her ears. Her face is red, a mixture of anger and hurt written across her features. She looks at you, her eyes narrowing.
-"Why would you do that? Those are sensitive, you know!"
She pouts, her face still red. She looks at you with a mixture of annoyance and hurt, her hands still cupped over her ears.
-"No, seriously, why did you do that?! That hurt, you know."
She looks at you with a pout, her expression a mix of annoyance and irritation.
-"You push me down the bed, ya know?"
Her expression softens slightly as she registers your words. She looks at you sheepishly, realizing that she did accidentally push you off the bed while she was sleeping.
-"Oh, right... I-I guess I did kind of do that, huh?"
-"And the height of my bed makes it worse"
She nods in agreement, looking at you with a guilty expression on her face.
-"Y-yeah, I guess that didn't help matters much, huh? I-I'm sorry for pushing you off..."
-"I'll punish you"
Her eyes widen slightly when you say that, a mixture of fear and excitement crossing her face. She looks at you, her expression shifting from guilty to submissive in an instant.
-"P-punish me?"
You push her down the bed with a heavy kiss. She gasps as you suddenly press her down onto the bed, her body instantly melting under your touch. Her eyes flutter shut as your lips press against hers in a heavy, passionate kiss.
She squirms slightly beneath you, her body responding eagerly to your touch as a soft moan escapes her lips. Her hands find their way to your shoulders, gripping onto you tightly as she loses herself in the kiss.
You pull away from the kiss, leaving her breathless and panting heavily beneath you. She looks up at you with hazy, unfocused eyes, her body still responding to the lingering sensations of your lips on hers.
She lets out a soft whimper, her hands still gripping onto your shoulders as she struggles to catch her breath.
Her face is flushed with a mixture of desire and embarrassment, her expression filled with a mixture of need and vulnerability. She squirms slightly beneath you, her body still sensitive and receptive to your touch.
She bites her lip, her eyes locking with yours as she waits for your next move, her mind racing with desire and anticipation.
-"No horny today, Hanna"
She lets out a soft noise of disappointment, her expression shifting from needy to pouty.
She huffs slightly, her lips curving into a slight pout as she looks up at you.
-"Aww, really? Not even a little...?"
She looks up at you with a pleading expression, her pout growing more pronounced as she looks at you with a combination of need and disappointment.
-"But I was really looking forward to that... You can't say no now, after getting me all worked up like that..."
-"Just no"
Her pouting intensifies, the disappointment clear on her face. She lets out a soft huff, her arms crossing over her chest.
-"Ugh, you're no fun..."
She continues to pout at you, her expression a mix of petulant disappointment and stubbornness. It's clear that she's not happy about being denied when she was so looking forward to it.
She lets out a soft grumble, her expression still filled with disappointment as she begrudgingly sits up on the edge of the bed.
-"Fine, I guess I'll just wait here then..."
She pouts as she watches you head into the bathroom to brush your teeth, her arms crossed over her chest in a stubborn display of irritation.
-"You don't brush your teeth?"
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