Title: Good Morning
Pairing: K-mart/Ashley
Rated: T (because nudity and stuff 10 year olds really shouldn't be reading)
AN: If you wondering what the fuck Kashmart is, go to .com and ask her.
Sun shone through the partially open curtains, it's glowing shred of morning making it's way across the occupied queen bed as if it was a curious human, warm lips breezing across pale flesh; exploring, divulging. A young flaxen haired woman roused as Alaskan sunshine poured through, pulling her from deep sleep: a yawn escaped thin lips, of which turned into a half-attempted stretch. After a few more attempts, K-mart noticed that she was unable to move due to another human lynching on to her front, intimately entwining the two in multiple ways. Tilting her head down, K-mart pressed her lips against a cool forehead, smiling wide as the other blonde awoke. Letting the younger woman blink once or twice to gain some senses, the ex-convoy member eventually leant down to capture plump lips: at first it was barely a ghost of a kiss, tiredness still wrapping it's tendrils around the two women, but when a second kiss was planted, tiredness soon evolved into excitement. K-mart pushed the paler woman onto her back, straddling her in all her nude glory; legs intertwined, the now stronger, more intelligent, more beautiful K-mart deepened the kiss with hints of passion, a little bit of tongue, and a lot of love. Hands pinned smaller hands down into the pillows, reassuring K-mart that her lover wouldn't go anywhere just yet. Pressing her bare front into her younger lover's front, perky breasts rested against perkier, K-mart had to grin as she explored the other blonde's mouth further, not wanting this perfect waking up call to be interrupted yet. When oxygen became a bursting necessity, K-mart pulled away, eyes teeming with adoration for her lover. Removing her hands from pinning the other woman down, they settled in perfectly fair locks, her smile never leaving her face.
"Well, good morning to you too." Was the first words Ashley said to K-mart, K-mart's own blonde hair tickling her collarbone.
Ever since nearly dying in a K-mart, nearly getting eaten alive several times, being expiremented on, this is the perfect life her past self could never of dreamed of. And for that, with the help of falling in love with a lass - no, not just a lass, a perfect woman -, K-mart couldn't ask for more in the world.
Everything was falling into place.
"Good morning, Ashley." K-mart finally replied, finding Ashley's lips again. The sun continued to shine through the thin curtains, embracing them both in warmth and in passion. It was going to be a wonderful day.