That night, as usual, Keifer curled up beside Jay, holding her close.
As he noticed, Jay was still wearing her bra, and he gently reminded her again, his tone teasing but caring. "You don't need this at night. Let yourself be comfortable."
Jay blinked at him, a shy smile tugging at her lips. "I… okay," she whispered.
As she removed her top, he slowly unclasped the bra , but this time he didn't resist himself, he captured her nipples into his mouth and started sucking it,
Jay froze
But a small smile tugged at her mouth,
She ruffled his hairs,
He moved back just to meet her eyes
" Jay.. are you uncomfortable?" He asked with concern
Jay nodded " no ! Never, not with you" she cleared things,
He smiled and again started sucking her breast,
They slept like this, his hands around her waist, breast into his mouth, her fingers on his hairs,
They didn't felt uncomfortable, infact didn't resist eachother,
The first light of morning spilled softly into the room.
Jay stirred, feeling the warmth of Keifer's arms around her. His chest rose and fell steadily beneath her, his steady heartbeat grounding her even before she opened her eyes.
"Good morning," he murmured, his voice low and husky, brushing a soft kiss against her temple.
Jay smiled sleepily, nuzzling closer. "Good morning… Keifer."
He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, then whispered in her ear, "Do you want me to love you more today?"
Her lips curved into a soft, shy smile. "Is that even possible?" she teased, fingers brushing through his hair.
"Always possible," he murmured, leaning closer. His lips hovered near hers, whispering softly, "Because every morning, I find new ways to fall for you."
Jay laughed softly, the sound mingling with the quiet of the room. "You're impossible, you know that?"
"And you love it," he teased, nuzzling her neck gently. "You love it when I whisper things like this."
Her hands curled into his shirt, pulling him closer. "Maybe… maybe I do."
He kissed her temple, then the side of her nose, his whispers soft but electric. "Every day, I get to wake up with you. And every day, I choose to love you more than the day before. Do you feel that, Jay?"
Jay melted into him, heart racing. "I do… I feel it. And I love it. I love you, Keifer."
"I love you too," he whispered, holding her closer. "More than words… more than this morning… more than anything."
They stayed wrapped in each other's arms, exchanging soft kisses and whispered promises, the quiet of the morning filled with their love.
It wasn't just a good morning—it was a reminder of the bond they shared, of the trust, care, and passion that didn't need words to be understood.
And in that soft sunlight, with hearts beating close together, Jay knew that no matter what happened, this—this love, this closeness, this morning—was theirs.