This is my first entry for a contest. I don't hope to win but thought I'd enter. This is in you, the reader's perspective. Enjoy. I use myself as influence for the reader's appearance and age.

You wake up all cuddled against your boyfriend, his arms wrapped around you protectively. You look up at him and steal a glance into his deep brown eyes. He is always awake before you are, but he just holds you and watches you sleep and wake up. You're still sleepy, as nightmares plagued your dreams.

You remain cuddled against his bare chest and sign contently. Your head rises and falls slowly as his chest is your pillow. His warmth seeps into you and chases away what is left of your bad dreams.

His heart beats strongly and soothingly under your ear. It will embarrass him everytime you mention it, but you loved no sound more than that of his heartbeat. You could lay for quite a while cuddled against him, listening and you often do just that. He loves to hold you, and as many of his fans have long suspected, he is a cuddler. A regular teddy bear.

You lean up to merge his lips with yours. Your hands tangle in that two toned mess of hair that you so love. His hands slid down to your waist as he holds you. You break the kiss and stare into those eyes.

He smirks and winks playfully before toppling you over. He hovers for a single minute before dive bombing your face with kisses. He kisses down your neck and nuzzles his face against the crook of your neck. He is such a romantic, you think, as he travels down to kiss the swell of your breast, just over your heart. You want more and tell him so, but the bruised pelvis that you incurred in a recent car wreck prevents that.

Thats one thing you miss of late. Sex. Ever so soft and gentle he is, always considering your young age and past abuse. At nineteen, you are seven years his junior and as experienced as a baby in the aspect of sex. He always laughs and teases that he taught you everything you know. And he wouldn't be lying.

He rests his head on your shoulder and this time it is you cuddling him. He stares into your green eyes before pulling you into him once more. You are a foot! shorter than he is and rest cozily on his chest. He strokes you hair as you start to fall back asleep.