We’re lying in bed together and awake the same time as one another. Lazily and sleepily, our lips lock and we kiss softly. Breaking the kiss, we say “good morning”. Mewing to each other, we hug and hold tight, weaving a spell around each other. Our mornings always start off like this, followed by the natural progression, of course.

Though only a fictional fantasy just now, I think I can safely speak for both of us, when I say waking up like this would be a wonderful start to our days, and indeed, our lives. Roll on, that time.