The sounds of barking dogs, lyre music, and mythical beast noises awaken me. Stretching, I take my time fully waking up with Daji next to me in the mammoth bed.
The white marble walls flecked with gold remind me where I am. Mount Olympus. Zeus' and Hera's main palace. I slept there last night after Daji and I made love until we were both blissed-out and wiped out.
She sleeps, her foxy face relaxed in slumber. She curls up, clinging to my arm, reminding me of a little fox even in her human form.
I love waking up with a partner. I love the feeling of falling asleep with someone beside me, knowing that she's there in my bed, and that nothing is going to take her from me. And if anyone tried, I'm pretty sure they'd regret it. Daji would make Chinese coleslaw out of them. And Sun Wukong and I would puree what was left of them.
