[ If Merlin truly objected, he would have said as much, rolled over, and gone right back to sleep. They're both morning people on a normal day, and he can handle the interruption just fine. ]
Mm, not at all.
[ His hand wanders down to rest against the small of her back in confirmation, and with her thumb sliding along the tip of his stirring cock his breath hitches. His own thumb strokes against the dimple above the curve of her arse. ]
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Mm, not at all.
[ His hand wanders down to rest against the small of her back in confirmation, and with her thumb sliding along the tip of his stirring cock his breath hitches. His own thumb strokes against the dimple above the curve of her arse. ]