The first rays of dawn shone inside their room, gradually rousing Ashton's consciousness awake.
Eye fluttering to the brightness around him, he frowned and yawned, stretching his arms only to feel resistance on his arm. Well, to be more specific, it's actually a weight that's pressed down on his right arm, preventing him from stretching it.
One by one, his senses returned to him, and memories of what happened last night also returned as well.
Ashton groaned softly from the stimulating memories, he looked down and saw a mop of hair resting on his chest. He sighed and snuggled closer to Aria. Feeling their very naked bodies under the sheets pressed together was also quite stimulating for him but Ashton just reveled in it. He didn't act or thought about it too much, he just enjoyed it.
Aria was still sound asleep and that's fine. She doesn't have much to do anyways.
