A mischievous smile came to her lips when the idea came to her. He slept with his back to her so her small fingers slid along his bare arm and across his stomach. She held her hand there for a moment to observe his breathing. It was steady; he was still asleep.
She let her hand dip below the covers that covered him only up to his navel, and traced the line of his hip with her fingertips. She had to cover her mouth with her free hand to keep from laughing; she wanted to see how far she could go until he awakened. This was her favorite game to play with him while he was sleeping; however, he wasn't such a big fan of it. One thing he hated was having his sleep disturbed and every time she played this game, he punished her quite roughly. Unfortunately for him, his punishment never seems that way to her. He couldn't win.
Her hand fell from his hip and landed gently between his legs. Making no mistake of her intentions, she opened her palm and pressed it against him, listening closely for any response. She didn't receive one so she allowed her fingers to encircle him, her thumb brushing across his tip softly and repeatedly. She heard him inhale sharply, and she knew she had won. "Are you awake?" she asked dumbly, her tone of voice contrasting with her sly smile.
"You know damn well I'm awake," he muttered, pushing her hand away. He rolled to face her, his expression not very inviting despite the way his body acted. "You're gonna get it. Hard. So hard you'll think twice about waking me up again with this."
Her wily smile deepened, daring him. "Bring it on, wolf-boy."