[ Master bedroom]
The first signs of the new day were the beams of sunlight bending around the curtains to wake up the sleeping couple.
Bobbi felt the light on her eyelids, her futile resistance to her waking body was ended by the touch on her lower back. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she saw the sight of Bo, his calm face still vulnerable in slumber, the steady breathing she felt on her chin, and the combined body warmth made her reluctant to start the day.
"Just...a few minutes," she whispered. Observing his facial features from a bunch of hair growing on his jawline and a small scar by the bridge of his nose. "Baby-faced lumberjack. " she chuckled softly.
"That's not funny." He grumbled," How long were you going to stare at me...you weirdo."
"As long as I want." She smirked, giving him a peck to the lips." I'm still sore."
"Whose fault is that?"
"Pfft –obviously you, you don't just plough a girl like there's no tomorrow and expect her to function normally. " She rolled her eyes, pressing her head to his chest." You always smell like a tree...it's oddly calming. "
"I spent the majority of my time on wood, so yeah it's my natural musk." He stroked her spine, moving to her rear.
"Hey. I'm not about to spend the rest of the day in bed smelling like, yeah know..."
"Like what?" He teased,
"Don't test me, Sanders." She warned, fingers clutching his jaw, "Don't think I won't suffocate you with your own pillow."
"I'm so scared Red."
"You–"
"Click." The door opened, disrupting their moment. Walking in was Jane, wearing her night gown that reached about a quarter of her thighs, the rest was revealed to the world,thicc thighs, pale as snow, knees painted in a pink blush and her ankle socks complemented her arched calf.
"Morning love birds~" she purred, eyes moving between them." Cuddling without me?"
Before either of them could respond, she soared onto the bed.
"Jane!" Bobbi yelled. Her cries were muffled by the impact of the curvy Goth squishing between them.
"Make space Bobbi. "
"Why should I? Move to his back."
"No way, you can't hog his warmth babes–sharing is caring. "
"Says the girl who f*cked him first."
Bo silenced them by pulling them into his hold." Less talking and more sleep." He yawned.
"Fine."
"Hold me closer tether~"
They finally settled down, letting the affection control the mood. Their breathing steadied to one. The sound of music reached the door as dragging feet neared them and Faith's form appeared. Her stride halted as she looked at the cuddle." So breakfast was postponed for this?" She questioned, body covered by her light blue striped pyjama pants, a baggy tee with an animated Bear design. Red hair untamed and down her lower back.
"I guess this will do for now." She contemplated, joining the cuddle as she positioned herself on the right side. "You're really warm Bo~"
Scene change
Kitchen island | 8:20 PM
After indulging in the cuddle pile for a minute, they moved to start the day. Now in the kitchen, Bobbi and Bo are by the stove cooking eggs, bacon, and russians. The two moved in tandem, bumping their hips together at a successful flip of eggs. Jane kept herself busy in the living room, reading a book about human experiments. "It's amazing how far people would go to understand the body," She muttered.
Hmm...hmmm." Faith hummed as she sketched the morning scene of them cuddling. "I love these types of mornings. "
"Don't get used to it.' Bobbi chimed through a flip of an egg.
"Way too ruin it, Bobbi." She smirked, dismissing her sister's jab.
Breakfast went as expected, Jane's vampire antics with the honey, Faith eating more than she could have chewed and Bobbi sipping her coffe while leaning on Bo. A new rhythm in New York.