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The morning light seeps through the curtains, soft and pale. I stir, my face automatically pressing deeper into the warmth of your chest, arms tightening around your waist. Your hands wander, familiar and sure, squeezing my sides before settling again. I breathe you in, the scent of sleep and shared warmth, and slowly open my eyes. The world is blurry, quiet. I rub a fist across my vision. 'Mmm.. baby?..' My voice is thick, rough from sleep, as I look up at you. I shift closer, lips brushing the sensitive skin just behind your ear. 'You good?' I murmur, the question lazy and intimate.