It was a rare day, Morticia had woken up before her darling husband. Long nails gently ran through his dark hair, as she enjoyed the warmth of his breath brush her cheek. His arm was still heavily draped over her waist, the result of them falling asleep staring into each other's eyes. Morticia smiled to herself as she let her fingertips glide down the side of his sleeping face. Her thumb brushed across his moustache, noticing each dark short hair that swayed under her touch. A soft sigh puffed out of Gomez's nose, and his lip twitched slightly. A glimmer of amusement sparkled in her eyes, for once it was Gomez being tickled by his dapper moustache, not her. Continuing down his face, her thumb found his closed lips and brushed against them. It was so rare to see his lips closed together, usually they were separated by a cigar or a grin. On the best occasions they were puckered, adorning her with endless kisses. The temptation was overwhelming, and Morticia gave in to it. She leaned her head in, and placed a soft kiss on Gomez's dormant lips.
He was still sound asleep; her little show of affection had gone unnoticed. Moving closer to him, she vanquished the gap between their bodies. Feeling his warmth made her snuggle against him further, wanting his body heat to penetrate her. The adjustment in her position brought a fresh whiff of his cologne mixed with the ever-lingering scent of cigar smoke to her sensitive nose. She took a deep breath, inhaling the essence of her slumbering husband. Gomez tightened his hold around her, even in sleep his desire to be near her overpowered him. She was crushed between his body and his strong forearm, the weight bearing down heavily on her ribs limited her breath. It was all she wanted, to be slowly suffocated by her loving husband's amorous embrace. The feeling was familiar, Gomez tended to hold her too tight, but she welcomed the discomfort. To her, it was another sign of his eternal adoration.
Blue eyes watched as his expression changed, eyebrows raised and his lips pulled into a smirk. The image of him enjoying his dreams, warmed her heart. Morticia pressed her lips against his again, determined to capture his grin. This time she felt him softly kiss her back, but her darling was still off in dreamland, his kiss was simply a reflex. She kissed him again, lingering longer on his lips.
"Cara Mia" his voice surprised her. Dark hazel eyes stared at her, sleep still clouding his reality. Morticia didn't say anything, instead her lips met his with a furious passion. Gomez responded quickly, shedding himself of the last grasps of sleep. His hand pressed against the back of her head, coal black tresses getting tangled between his dexterous fingers. Pulling away from her hungry mouth, Gomez flashed her a pleased smile.
"I should let you wake me up every morning, querida."
Long fingers caressed his strong jawline before retracing their previous explorations. She brought her face close to his, letting their noses rub, her lips hovering treacherously above his open mouth. In one swift motion, Gomez was on top of her, consuming her lips with a dangerous intensity. Hands wandered down her body, squeezing her flesh eagerly. Before Morticia had had her fill of his mouth, it left to seek out the sensitive place on her neck. The teasing sensations he created delightfully tormented her body, making her tremble with anticipation for what pleasure he would elicit next.
"Gomez" she moaned, her hands scratching their way down his back.
"Tish," his voice was husky, hot breath tickling her tender and newly nipped skin. "you're delicious."