Hunter awoke at 6:30 am on the dot due to her body's internal clock. The first few rays of sunlight were just peaking through the curtains of her window, and full conscious awareness came slowly as she realized that she wasn't alone, a warm body curled into her own coupled with deep breathing the giveaway.
She stiffened a moment before hesitantly nuzzling her face into the soft, mango scented brown waves, her arms tightening around the less than fragile, naked frame.
The feeling that she received from just having the object of her fascination in her arms without struggle or complaint was something that she didn't understand, but one that she could silently appreciate. Intimacy wasn't something that she typically enjoyed; she simply did her business with whoever her partner of the night
