Waking up in the morning, Misty could feel Psymuk and Harinder snuggled close. Unlike with Jay and Kason, they had no problem tangling themselves up. Misty couldn't move, but she didn't mind. Her body ached pleasantly from the night before, and she blushed in remembrance.
Psymuk's face was right in front of her, and she took a moment to stroke his cheek. She giggled as he twitched his nose as if a fly had landed on it. But as he opened his eyes, Misty could feel herself falling into their pale depths.
"Good morning, mate." He lifted his arm and took a tendril of her hair, giving it a light kiss as Misty blushed. Behind her, she could feel Harinder stirring. He tightened his arm around her waist and tugged her back into him, nuzzling into her hair.
"Good morning, Psymuk," she whispered. They all looked up when the door opened. Jay and Kason stood in the frame smirking at them before calling out.
