Katsrae

The early sun shines thru the bedroom window of 26 year old Sarah. She winces at the light, cursing that she forgot to close the curtains last night. Getting up would fix it, but she really doesn’t want to. It’s so warm and soft here.Deeper sounding curses emanate behind her. An arm stretches over her body, flicks his wrist, and the curtains close. The room is delightfully dark now. “Thank you.” She sighs. Grumbles are all she gets as a reply as the arm tightens around her waist. That and his soft lips kissing her hair before he buries his face back into his pillow. Sarah smiles and snuggles closer to her husband.