When I woke up the next morning, I found a very naked Trish cuddled up against me under the covers. I blinked before pulling her closer and enjoying the moment as I spent a bit of time assessing the situation. I hadn't told her to come in here, but I also hadn't told her not to. I had made sure to reaffirm her emotional state before bed, much like I reaffirmed the orders of everyone in what I was coming to refer to mentally as my inner circle. The people that knew who I was or what I could do directly.
Running my hand through her hair has Trish waking up in short order, and she smiles up at me sleepily before pushing herself up onto her elbows and giving me a peck on my lips. Then she's kissing me, and all I can do is raise an eyebrow as I'm reminded of just how assertive Trish can be. Pulling herself up, she straddles my waist, ass grinding slowly against my crotch as she leans over me and continues to kiss me.
Her hands cradle my face while my own ghost over her body, one coming to rest on her hip as the other caresses and gropes a breast, causing her to moan slightly into my mouth as she grinds a bit more needily against my dick, despite it being covered by my boxers which admittedly, were quickly tenting. Eventually she draws back so we can both breath, and smiling impishly down at me, she reaches back and pushes my boxers down to reveal my hard cock to the open air.
Moving languidly into position she lines herself up and a moment later impales herself on my length, the sheets finally losing their battle to keep us both covered and leaving only my legs obscured from view as Trish bites her lower lip, plants her hands firmly on my chest and begins to ride me. At first I just lay back and enjoy her enthusiasm, but soon enough my hands have come to rest on her hips and I've taken hold as my own hips rise up to meet her bouncing.
That's how we spend the next however long, just enjoying each other's bodies until I feel my release quickly coming. Reaching up, I grasp Trish's chin to get her attention and grin rogueishly, "Cum with me darling, most powerful and satisfying climax you've ever experienced."
And then I'm filling her up and her mouth opens in the classic O, her eyes rolling up into her head as she screams her pleasure for me. A few moments later we're both done and she collapses on my chest, panting heavily with a contented smile. I smile back and speak as she looks up into my eyes, "That was… surprising."
She looks almost shy with her hair covering her face a bit, but her exposed grin bellies that, as the Trish Walker I remember from the show shines through for a moment, "Mmm Master, I just wanted to make you happy in a way that made me happy."
Now she retreats a little, becoming slightly unsure as she asks more shyly, "Did I?"
I chuckle and fist my hand through her hair, pulling her into a kiss before answering her, "Yes you did, you made me very happy. Such a good pet. Though perhaps a bit presumptuous. Someone snuck into my bed last night."
Trish is squirming a bit in pleasure at the praise until my tone turns admonishing, then the mood drops as I pull her hair firmly back to look her in the eyes, "While I appreciated the lovely wake up, I'm going to have to find a proper punishment for not asking me for permission to sleep in my bed."
She actually looks worried at that, so still smiling, I lean in and flick at her ear with my tongue before murmuring, "It's alright darling. You love it when I discipline you."
Pulling away, I find Trish blushing and biting her lower lip as she stares into my eyes, "I love it when you discipline me Master."
With a chuckle, I release her, "Good girl. Now, I believe we're both in need of a shower. Shall we?"