When she eventually awoke the next day, the sound that stirred her from her sleep was Lyov, who had woken up earlier than her, and was at that moment grooming himself.
Naked.
Completely and entirely naked.
Just.
Absolutely buck fucking naked.
She felt, mentally, that this really needed to be emphasized.
Just how utterly naked her lover was in front of her eyes, completely unexpectedly.
The first thing her poor, innocent eyes beheld on this lovely morning.
Was her dear husband's bare ass.
It was not her fault, truly. She didn't mean to stare.
It was just...there.
Right in front of her eyes,
Moving rhythmically, muscles flexing under her gaze as he scrubbed himself dry with a towel.
She absolutely could not be blamed.
