She woke up and felt his strong, muscled body against hers. She turned around and looked at the face of the sleeping Wayan. Her Wayan. She carefully placed her hand in his neck.
'Mmm…Dahlia, it's too early.'
'I usually wake up around this time.'
Lazily, he opened one eyes. 'What the hell do you do at 5AM?'
'Nothing special.' she whispered, before she pressed her lips on his. He kissed her back tenderly and rolled on top of her.
'Well, now that we're awake…' he said. Dahlia laughed before he kissed her again. She ran her hands over his chest, tracing every line with her finger. He enjoyed the feeling.
Wayan let his hands slide down her arms. Her skin felt like silk. He softly kissed her cheek, her neck, and then her collarbone. She let him. It felt good. He knew perfectly what she liked.
They had been dating for quite some time now. Ever since she and Mahad nearly got killed on the iceberg. He had told her how he felt that night, and she had done the same. The next thing they knew, they were in his house, lying on the bed, kissing. His shirt was already off and he pulled at hers. And they did the same thing then as they did now: making love.
The end