Blaze and Kyra* Good Morning

BLAZE*

I woke up to Lyra on top of me, hugging me like a koala bear and snoring lightly in my ear. I must be a heavy sleeper because, for the life of me, I don't know how I slept through this. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life.

I wish I could reach my phone; I would take a picture, but my phone was in my jeans pocket on the floor, and I didn't want to wake Lyra up. I looked over to the window to see the sun had come up and shone through the blinds.

I needed to go to the bathroom, and Lyra was just an inch away from my morning wood. About the time tried to figure out a way of moving her without her waking up, Lyra mumbled something into my ear incoherently.

Then she rolled over onto her right side, her head lying on my arm. The covers had been thrown off in the night so the sheets wouldn't get in the way. I slowly began to move my arm and gently put my other hand under Lyra's cheek. Then I placed her head down on the bed.

I somehow managed to get up without waking Lyra. I picked up the comforter from the floor and placed it over Lyra, and she snuggled into it. I got my phone and snapped a picture of my beautiful angel sleeping. Then hurried off to the bathroom.

I washed my hands and swished my mouth out real good with mouth wash, and crawled back into bed. It's only seven o'clock; I laid there and willed myself to go back to sleep. It's a Saturday morning, ordinary people sleep in, but I'm far from average. I'm often awake by six o'clock in the morning, even on Saturdays. I'm surprised I slept until seven.

I scoot closer to Lyra; I missed her being close to me. She sensed me there and moved so that her head was lying on my chest. I put my arm around her and breathed in her heavenly scent. It doesn't take me long before my eyes grow heavy, and I fall asleep.

LYRA*

I haven't slept that well in well, ever. Well, in all of my adult life anyway. For the last four years of my life, Vega and I have woken up every morning quite early to work out and then head to school. We haven't had any breaks during the Summers as most normal college kids do. We get holidays off, and that's pretty much it.

The hospital was as comfortable as sleeping on a brick wall. So I didn't get much sleep after waking up from the coma. Vega had brought me some books, and I read a lot and played games on my phone and IPad. School, school, and more school. I'm ready to be done already, and six months off will set Vega and me behind.

I've been awake for a while, and I don't want to open my eyes because I'm afraid I'll wake up and find that last night never happened. That Blaze and I never made love, and that it was all another dream.

The next thing I knew, an arm was wrapped around my waist, and I was up against a warm body. I opened my eyes and looked behind me to see Blaze sleeping peacefully behind me. I sighed. Thank God that wasn't a dream. I would have had an anxiety attack and died of heartbreak.

I've needed to pee for quite some time now, but I was too afraid to open my eyes. Now that I know Blaze is indeed here, I would like to brush my teeth. I don't remember doing it last night, so my breath was most likely rank as hell. So embarrassing. I'm not the most graceful person on the block, as we all know. I tried to move, and Blaze tightened his grip around my waist.

"Where are you going, my love," Blaze mumbled.

Well, I'm a sucky liar, so, "I need to pee, and I was hoping to brush my teeth before you woke up," I rambled. I've never woken up to a man beside me before, so this was all so new to me.

Blaze chuckled softly. "Do what you need to do, and then come back to me. I would love to cuddle with you some more," Blaze mumbled.

Blaze moved his arm so that I could hurry off the bed. In true Lyra fashion, because I can't do anything gracefully, I tumbled off the bed, falling flat on my face, and groaned. Well, crud, some things never change. Surprisingly nothing hurt, just my pride. Blaze was quick to come to me and help me up.

"Are you ok, are you hurt? Shit, I'm sorry," Blaze asked as he helped me up to a sitting position, and all I could do was laugh.

"I'm fine, and this will have to be something that you will need to get used to. Blaze, I'm not a graceful person. This will probably happen a lot," I said and laughed.

Blaze chuckled softly and helped me to my feet. "You're so beautiful in the mornings. I hope someday soon to wake up next to you every morning," he said and kissed me.

My eyes grew wide, and Blaze chuckled. Blaze has minty breath, meaning he's already been awake. I'm mortified.

"I'll love every minute of protecting you from yourself," Blaze said as he chuckled and spanked my butt cheek.

I hurried off to the bathroom as fast as I could and did my business. However, when I looked at myself in the mirror, I was anything but beautiful. The scar that goes from my hairline to my temple stared back at me mockingly, and my hair; I fell asleep with wet hair; it's a mass of curled-up tangles. I grabbed a brush and started pushing it through my hair quickly. Oh my goodness, mortified isn't the word. I couldn't go back out there like this. I was halfway through when Blaze knocked on the door.

"Lyra, love, I don't care about your hair or your morning breath. You're gorgeous, but I miss you, so would you please come back to bed?" Blaze asked through the door.

I've got me a keeper, folks; I quickly finished brushing my hair out and brushed my teeth, then walked as quickly as I could to the door. I opened the door and ran right into Blaze, who was standing there waiting for me. I gazed up into Blaze's sapphire blue eyes and practically melted before him. He picked me up bridal style and carried me back to the bed. Blaze laid me down gently, crawled up in between my legs, and kissed me with hunger.

BLAZE*

I was lying there waiting patiently for Lyra to return, but it seemed to be taking forever. I knew she was freaking out right about now. I heard her flush the toilet five minutes ago. I'm sure she's currently trying to do something with her hair. I waited a couple more minutes then decided to hurry her along.

I said my peace and stayed in front of the door and waited for her. I wasn't expecting her to run out so quickly and right into me. Man, I love this woman. I can't wait to get to know her more fully, her likes and dislikes. Most of all, what she is genuinely passionate about.

I picked Lyra up and carried her to the bed, wanting nothing more than to make sweet love to her. I laid her on the bed and kissed her hungrily. I was about to slide my manhood into her when she broke the kiss.

She got up on her elbows. "No, sir, it's my turn to pleasure you. Stand up on the side of the bed, Lyra commands seductively, and my manhood twitched, so fucking hot.

I couldn't do anything but comply with her demands. I got off of the bed and stood. Lyra crawled over and pushed my underwear down slowly, and licked her bottom lip. Precum trickled from my shaft, my balls burned in need of release. Lyra twirled her tongue along my mushroom head and rubbed my seed sacks.

Oh hell, kill me now. It felt so great to be inside her mouth. The mint from brushing her teeth gave off a tingling sensation that was divine. I fisted my hands into her long locks and moaned. Lyra stared seductively into my eyes.

She fisted my shaft with her other hand and took me into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. Lyra gagged but put her tongue out so that she could take more of me and started bobbing her head up and down my shaft, her hand rubbing my cock in tandem with her mouth. I fisted her hair and moaned loudly. My seed sacks began to draw up. I knew I was about to cum. I didn't want to go inside her mouth. I wanted to make love to her and cum inside her, not inside her mouth.

"Lyra, stop; I'm about to cum," I said.

"It's ok, I'm fine, go ahead," Lyra said.

"No. Stop. I want to make love to you. I don't want to cum inside your mouth," I said, and she stopped everything.

"Good girl, now lay down, and get comfortable. That was amazing, but I want to pleasure you, not cum in your mouth," I said. I never had a problem doing that with anyone else, but I'm not going to go there with Lyra.

Lyra laid down on the bed and gazed seductively into my eyes, and then her eyes roamed down my body. She bit her bottom lip, and I almost came undone right there in front of her. Precum trickled from my manhood; Lyra noticed this and licked her lips as she waited for me on the bed.

I crawled up beside her and lifted her so I could remove her nightgown. I turned her so that I was behind her and started nibbling behind her ear, making my way down her neck. I massaged her perfectly round breast, pinching the hard buds between my fingers.

"Lay down on your stomach, love. If it's uncomfortable, we can move," I said as I helped her lay down on her stomach and moved her long hair to the side.

I trailed kisses down her spine and massaged her firm gluts. I playfully bit each of her butt cheeks, and Lyra moaned in pleasure. I reached one arm around her belly and lifted her butt to me, licking her sweet spot back to her forbidden hole. Lyra tensed a bit, thinking I was about to take her there, but I won't. My manhood only belongs to one place, but I knew this would give her pleasure.

"Don't worry, love; I'll never go there with you, relax. You'll find this pleasurable," I said, and Lyra relaxed beneath me.

I splayed my hand along her belly and rubbed her bud with my pinkie and ring finger. At the same time, lapping up her nectar that had flown from her flower, I'll never get over how amazing Lyra tastes. She tastes like a mixture of juicy chicken and something sweet like honey. My tongue dives into her flower and then twirled along her folds. My other hand was busy playing with her forbidden hole and massaging her gluts.

"Mmm, so good, Lyra, cum for me, love," I said as I noticed her stomach tightening under my hand. I knew she was about to cum undone beneath me.

A few minutes later, Lyra started to shake and moan loudly as her nectar flowed into my greedy mouth.

I then started making my way back up, licking, kissing, and massaging her back. Lyra wiggled beneath me in anticipation. She needed me to fill her walls thoroughly, and that was what I was about to do.

My manhood needed her just as much as her pussy needed me. I nibbled her a little bit more behind her ear and then sat up and drew her hips up a bit so I could center my manhood at her entrance.

I fisted my shaft and trailed the mushroom head along her wet folds. Once I was well lubricated, I pushed myself into Lyra's tight-soaked walls. I let her hips relax back onto the bed, my legs to the outside of hers, and made her legs as close together as they could get.

I massaged her gluts as I moved slowly in and out of her pleasure center. I ran my fingertips along her spine, and goosebumps erupted along her skin. I fisted some of Lyra's hair and pulled it gently towards me. I started moving harder and faster in and out of her.

I moved us to lie on our right side, and Lyra was flush up against me. At this angle, the head of my shaft hits Lyra's sweet spot perfectly. Her walls were so tight around me, and I knew she and I were about to cum undone together.

I gripped Lyra's throat with my left hand and nibbled at her ear and neck. She grabbed my wrist and glanced up into my eyes, and nodded. Lyra lifted her leg a bit and started playing with her bud, and I knew for sure I was a goner. I was like a jackhammer, moving in and out of her walls hard and fast. It only took a couple of minutes for us both to erupt-her walls milking every last drop from me.

I tipped her chin up so that I could kiss her, and laid back down, and ran my fingers through her hair; my manhood rests snuggly inside of her. I put my arm around her, and moments later, I dozed off, cuddled up to my angel.