I wake up in the King's bed. Yesterday, I didn't go back to my room because I'm not sure how to reach it from here.
Also, I was not in the mood to walk in the dark.
Ignis is still sleeping on his side, so I crawl in his direction and observe him. He's sleeping; how cute.
He's sleeping! Didn't he have issues with insomnia? Did he solve it all while I was away?
I pout, wondering if he could relax only when I was far enough not to cause trouble.
I caress his face, wondering if he'll react like the first time. And... he does!
He rolls over me and presses me down.
Oh, it's not quite like the first time. He's not very aggressive this morning. He just pins me down. No hand around my throat and no glaring. Rather, he's observing me with a grin.
«Taking advantage of your husband while he's sleeping?» he inquires. He doesn't let me go. My right hand is pressed next to my head, but the other is free to touch.
