Written for the Brevity Series. The events depicted are completely fictional.
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The first rays of morning light shone through the blinds, piercing the darkness of the bedroom. James gradually woke up, stretched his legs out, and released a tired groan. He blinked a few times, bring the room into focus, and turned slowly to his right, to look at his companion beside him. Elizabeth was still fast asleep. She was facing him, and she had the blanket bundled around her like a cocoon. Wisps of her dishevelled hair were blowing back and forth as she snored softly. James smiled. She couldn't have looked more adorable if she had tried.
He rolled onto his right side, gingerly, so as not to wake her, and slid his left arm over her hip. He shuffled forward a little, closing the distance between them, and shut his eyes, just enjoying for warm of her body against his. He was tempted to wake her, but thought better of it. She certainly deserved a rest after last night.
Their unique relationship had started months previously, through a chance meeting at an industry event. They had hit it off right away, and that very night had ended up back at Elizabeth's hotel room, fucking the night away. Since then they stayed in touch, chatting and flirting when they could, and whenever they had the chance to meet in person, they took it. Thankfully as a successful actress, Elizabeth travelled fairly frequently. This time they only had a few days together before she would be flying back to L.A for work. James didn't want to think about that quite yet though. He just wanted to focus on the days ahead. Which they would most likely spend in the usual way. In bed, drawing countless orgasms from one another.
"Morning..." James heard a voice croak beside him. He looked down and saw Elizabeth smiling at him, squinting slightly as her eyes adjusted to the waking world.