Preferences ⇒ 5H & CC

Mornings

Ally

Ally Brooke tried to classified herself as a badass in every way possible, and you would never fail to agree with her precious words. However, you would watch her challenging demeanor crumble as you embraced her with open arms. The entire night, you would stay close to each other, whispering sweet nothings until you both feel into a dark abyss called sleep. You would purposely set up a quiet alarm in the morning, with you being a light sleeper, so you were able to watch the everlasting rays of sunshine cast down onto your loving girlfriend. You would adore how the sun would shadow her long eyelashes onto her perfectcheeks which would be dusted with a light pink. A small frown would adorn her features as you watched her eyes focus on your face. Then you would crack a happy grin, pulling her in for a morning kiss. Even though she failed to fathom how you woke up earlier than her, she complied with your wishes, capturing your lips in yours. "Well good morning to you too."

Lauren

You never failed to notice the way Lauren distanced herself from everyone around her. As you both stared up at the vast darkness of the sky, however, her pale hands were always reaching, touching, groping for something to touch. There was always a need for physical contact. In the morning, there was no difference. You always arose before her, and your (e/c) eyes would cast down on her sleeping form. It was always a sight to see when she had no makeup, it was like she was removing that wall that separated the two of you. You'd press a tender kiss to her forehead, running your fingers through her raven black hair. Her long arms would wrap around your torso in a clingy manner, whining out as you tried to pull away. She'd reach out, prodding your legs with her toes before entangling your legs with hers. She would nuzzle her nose into your cheek, her brilliant green eyes meeting yours.

Dinah

In the depths of the night, shd found yourself flush against your chest, your hands running through her untamed thick hair as she fell into a deep slumber. However, as she awoke, sjd was nowhere near your warm embrace, but instead, on the other end of the plush mattress. Her eyes were still fighting to stay open, a blanket of sleep still washing over her. They shifted to you, your head resting on your crossed arms. Her heart ached in desire, and she pulled her hands through her knotted hair to tie it up into a messy bun. She whimpered quietly, tugging down her cashmere sweater. She slowly lifted your arm, burrowing her head under it and into her neck. Your legs wrapped around your torso, and her arms followed suit. "Wake up princess" she whined, tickling your neck with her nose. You groaned as a response, your eyes fluttering open. She pressed a sweet kiss to your temple before closing your eyes once again and growling, "You interrupted my dirty dream."

Normani

Normani tended to rise from her slumber before you did, and it was rare for you to wake up before her. She loved to run her fingers over your bare back, pulling you from your Utopia. A small whine would soon escape your lips, your tiny hands reaching up to rub the sleep from your (e/c) eyes. Your toes would curl suddenly, your back arching to meet her chest. Your silken legs would rub up against Normani's and your hair would fall into a soft halo around your head. Her arms would refrain from wrapping around you, and instead, she would tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear. She would nip at the bare skin that connected your neck to your back, running her tongue over the bite to soothe it. "Good morning babe.." she would coo in your ear, tickling you. You would giggle, turning around to meet the gaze of your girlfriend. You would press your lips to her hungrily, your hands tangling in her hair. "Good morning."

Camila

You were a girl who craved warmth and absolutely hated the wintry cold. However, in the starry night, you found yourself being the opposite. After bidding each other a loving goodnight, you would lay on the opposite ends of the bed. Any physical contact between the two of you would send unnecessary bolts of heat through your small frame. But in the morning you found yourself in a different situation. Shivers racked throughout your entire body, and you absolutely desired warmth. Immediately. The only main heat source that you could think of was Camila, and you let out a small mewl. She was facing you, her hair framing her face in a perfect way. You wiggled your way over to her until she opened her eyes to reveal their dark chocolate. She wrapped her arms around you and you reacted positively to her actions. You trailed your fingers over her frame as you let every worrying thought slip from your overactive mind. "Good morning" She giggled, pulling your hair back so she could kiss your forehead lovingly. "Yeah yeah. I'm cold."