I always woke up first. I do have my habit! To stare at you while you are still asleep, as you are always the most sleepyhead between us.
Your hair is messy due to the night, you always move a lot while you dream. I gently move a bunch of them and place behind your ear. I can see part of your face, you look so cute, relaxed, happy without all the thoughts, doubts that sometimes grow into your head during the day.
You keep sleeping laying on your tummy, grabbing the pillow. It helps you to feel less lonely, and you love, you need to feel someone or something constantly against you.
I gently pull the blanket, to reveal your body. One of your legs is bent around another pillow, the other is straight. It's been warmer lately and I don't have to worry about you getting cold. I can see now your perfect little body, you are wearing shorts and a tiny sleeveless crop top.
Time to softly, gently, getting you awake in the way you have always liked (so do I)
I rub with a finger on the side of the foot of the straight legs, barely touching you. Moving on the top of the foot starting from your ankle all the way to the tip of your toes. You have already started to slightly move the feet, random little kicks, to get it away from these touches. But it always comes back right after.
I like to tease you in this way while you are so vulnerable, and your reaction is always a mix of foolish tries to escape my touches and a voluntary offer yourself back again.
A few more strokes on the foot are enough to softly make you moan and say something which is not a word. Not a known word for everyone else, but for us it means everything.
With the finger I started to draw along your legs, barely touching you, while I follow carefully its beautiful shape.
Over your calf, the back of your knees, behind your thigh. A lot of reactions happen. Sometimes your nerves tense, some others you just shake your leg a tiny bit. But again you are still, maybe voluntarily maybe involuntarily, you're still half asleep and what matters is only that you like it either way.
I skip touching your sides, even if I would have liked. This might get you awake faster, and I want to make this moment last longer.
I placed my fingers on your collarbone, your skin is like silk here, and I draw some little circles. Your reaction doesn't wait to show up, you randomly move your head and lift your shoulder trying to protect yourself. I stop immediately and again, as before you, you came back into the original position with me capable of starting again.
This game between us goes on for a while, and you start to moan more often every time and your eyelids slowly try to open, but as the first light gets through, they immediately close back again.
In this little time that feels like eternity, I start to scratch your neck on its side, get closer with my lips on your ear and whisper on it "sleepyhead.... it's time to wake up". I have to say it twice, before it gets into your head and you finally try to speak out your response. Again, it's something that no one would ever be able to understand....but I do.
I kiss you on your chin once and say "come on"....another kiss on your neck "honeyyyyy"....kiss back on your chin "you can do it". You need this to last for a while, because you like and not want it to stop. You know I won't stop either until I get you awake.
After a few more tries from you to open your eyelids, your eyes get used to the light and you can open them. When you do, my face is the first thing you see. I smile at you and say "good morning ticklish, how did you sleep?"
That word is always challenging from you and your natural reaction is to put your arms on my neck and pull me over you so that I won't see you brushing from my last sentence.
I slide my arms beneath you and hold you strong, make this morning hugs last like forever.
