Prompt from Guest: Would love to see another daphne/Fred chapter, especially if it involves something ~steamy~

It was early morning and the room was still slightly dim.

Daphne was asleep and remained that way as Freddie gently tugged the duvet down to her hips, watching as she took a deep breath, but staying asleep.

He leaned forward and left a kiss on the back of her bare shoulder, gently moving her red hair out of the way so that he could get to the top of her spine. It's slightly warmer than her shoulder here, so he lingered, mouth lazy as he grazed her nape.

"Freddie…"

Aside from the sleepy roughness he heard, there was a small hint of warning in her voice…. Something she'd probably picked up from Velma to be honest. It made him smile against her skin at the familiar nature of it.

He shuffled a little closer to her, practically pressing up against her. "Good morning." He whispered. She wasn't awake and glaring at him, which told him that she wasn't that annoyed with him. Instead, she had a small smile on her face, her eyes still closed.

Freddie pushed himself up on one elbow, watching as she rolled over, revealing her bare chest. Lightly, she tapped him on the chin, before moving to neaten out her terrible bed-head. Freddie moved as though he was going to place a hand on her waist, before it suddenly darted to her head, messing up the hair once again.

"Freddie!" She gasped, a smile on her face as he leaned forwards to kiss her. The kiss went on, uninterrupted, until Daphne yawned and turned her face away, giving Freddie the chance to pull her into his arms.

She was a perfect fit for his arms.

When she finished yawning, she put her hand on top of his and intertwined their fingers.

"Let's just stay in bed a little longer." She murmured, eyes already closed again.

Smoothing out her hair in silent apology, Freddie could help but give her another kiss on the cheek. "As you wish."

"Nerd."