(So I maybe stole this from my own collection of one-shots but it was just too cute not to include! I love imagining the couple like this!)

Chapter 14

Dianna POV

The sunlight felt blinding as it tore through the curtains and lit up the room, letting me know morning was upon us. I let out a slight groan as I stretched my arms outwards and flipped over in the bed to see my other half. Tucked delicately in amongst the crisp white sheets was my Naya.

I didn't hesitate in reaching out and running my fingers through her hair. I knew she loved it and it was a soothing way for her to wake up. As I waited for her to stir I admired her flawless caramel skin, and strong but beautiful features. Her eyelids slowly flickered open with a sigh, and underneath her deep brown eyes were revealed. They studied my face as she came to terms with waking, and my heart swelled as recognition turned into contentment.

"Have I told you how much I love waking up to you?" She husked, still finding her voice.

"Only every day since we moved in together. But I'm willing to hear it another time or two," I joked.

It really was like waking up from a dream to another dream, but better because it was reality. This stunning Latina was mine when I went to bed, and mine when I woke up. It had been a wary journey, from friends to lovers, but every obstacle and every learning curve only made us realise our relationship was worth it, that there was really something there. I quickly found myself loving every little thing about her; the way she sung with such vulnerability, the tight grip she'd hold my hand with when she sensed my nerves were getting the better of me, the cheeky little notes she'd leave around the house for me to find, the cute little giggle of hers that would soon turn into howling laughter, the way she'd been nervous in front of the mirror at home but then so strong and sexy when the paparazzi were at an event, and probably most importantly, the love and care she'd show not just her friends but every single person we came across. I don't think she'll ever know how much I admire that, how much I adore her, but I was willing to tell her every day for the rest of our lives. I wasn't about to be one of the idiots in her past that had let her slip through their hands.

As I caressed her face and ran my fingertips along her perfectly sculpted cheekbones I realised once again what a goddess she was. I could touch her skin, look into her eyes, and hold her in my arms forever and it still wouldn't be long enough. I ached for her. I wanted to spend every moment with her, share every experience, even the most routine.

"I was thinking we could go down to the bakery and get coffee and something for breakfast, unless you had other plans."

"Oh I certainly had other plans," she told me, smirk evident on her face. That was my Naya, undeniable in every way.

Naya POV

I'd never known anyone as perfect as Dianna. I wasn't blind though, I knew she had flaws, but it was as if our strengths and weaknesses were perfectly matched, that together we truly made sense. There was no disputing her beauty either. Ever since I first laid eyes on her on set, a shy actress in a matching cheerleading outfit to my own, I knew my heart was done for. Her golden blonde locks were braided on the side into a dainty ponytail and I remember not being able to catch my breath when I drowned in her deep hazel eyes. Now, staring into her still shining hazel eyes and telling her I had plans for her that trumped breakfast, I knew I could love her more completely than anyone else in this world. Dianna was her own woman; sexy, smart and sophisticated, and that really turned me on. We had a very healthy, heated sex life, but right now I wanted to treasure her and value all that I loved about her, not just her body.

"You are my everything," I whispered before leaning forward and capturing her lips. She hummed into the kiss and I let my hands wander into her hair and my nails massage her skull. The kiss was slow, we weren't rushed, and it was sweet and gentle and reminded me of the early days of our relationship. We were both naked from last night's escapades so when I inched myself closer to hers and our bodies came flush against one another I moaned loudly into the kiss. Dianna always did that to me, made me feel like I was on fire, burning in the most glorious of ways. Dianna shifted from her side to her back, her hands wrapped around the small of my back, pulling me with her so that I was on top of her. I felt my body fit perfectly into the dips of her curves; we were truly made for one another.

The way Dianna looked at me now my heart couldn't help but skip a few beats. Laying underneath me, no make up on and her hair splayed about the pillow, she was perfect to me. It's like I was overwhelmed with all that she was to me but not being able to get enough of her at the same time. She'd made my heart fragile, depending so deeply upon her love to make me feel whole. It was both beautiful and scary. I couldn't wait any longer. I trailed my fingertips across ivory skin, through the valley of her breasts, her taut abs, and down to her centre. I stroked the folds, coating my fingers in her wetness, not wanting my entry to be harsh or forced. When Dianna's breathing and whining told me she was ready I entered her with two fingers. I caressed her insides slowly; savouring the exploration and the moans it earned me.

Dianna's fingernails scratched at my shoulder blades as she searched for more friction. I made sure then to rock my hips into hers for a greater level of satisfaction as I pumped at a faster rate, building up my love's state of arousal. I watched on as her eyes clenched shut and her head tilted back against the pillow. Her hands moved from my back to grip the sheets as pleasure took control of her body. She was at my mercy but I wouldn't play any games, not with her body and not with her heart; she trusted me too much for that. I lovingly brought her to climax, fully satisfied myself by the desperate way she cried out my name. Our foreheads came to rest against one another and I could feel a slight sheen of sweat from the workout. As our eyes met and held contact we couldn't help but share the smile we reserved for one another. We knew and understood each other, and that just made our love all the more real.

"I'm yours…always," she told me sweetly. I just kissed the tip of her cute button nose and nodded before burying my head in the crook of her neck and drifting into sleep once more.