They wake with the false dawn.
"Good morning," she murmurs, her voice hoarse with sleep. Without hesitation, she slides her leg over his hip and lifts her face to kiss his mouth. "Sleep well?"
Sleep-hazed gold opens and settles on her face. "Yes." His eyes close again. "But it is not yet morning."
Kagome laughs when he buries his face in her breasts and tries to go back to sleep. "Those aren't pillows!"
He grumbles something to the contrary and burrows deeper.
Still doesn't do mornings. Smiling softly, she wraps him to her and sighs.
Best let sleeping demons lie.
