A morning delight...?

I woke up around...oh, must have been eight o'clock. I'm a fairly early riser. The fac there was someone in bed with me struck me as odd for about ten seconds before my brain cleared up and I remembered what had happened recently.

While she had gone to bed with her arms around me, Laharla had gone into her usual sleeping pose...flat on her back, arms over her chest in the "dead man's sleep" position. Given that she usually slept in a coffin, it didn't surprise me that she'd go back to it once sleep had claimed her.

Despite having the sleeping posture of a corpse, Laharla didn't sleep like one. Her face twitched and she snored...but very softly. Like a kitten purring, really. I imagine it was due to the very fact she was laying so flat that she was snoring. It was cute, really.

As I watched her, I became aware of my usual morning wood. A sneaky idea popped into my head and I slipped the covers back. Getting Laharla to spread her legs wasn't too hard. I couldn't budge them by tugging, but by rubbing her crotch, I got her to spread for me in her sleep. I think she muttered my name.

With her legs spread, I leaned in and began to lick her pussy. She went from ordinary to dripping wet in seconds. Perhaps I tripped a sensor or something. Either way, Laharla's sleep began to get more...active. Moans escaped her lips as I thrust my tongue into her, wiggling it around.

Suddenly Laharla sprang awake in mid-coutis, a look of shock on her face as she looked down to see what was causing the sensations. Seeing me, she leaned back, sighing. "Oooh, John...Etna says I'm not an Overlord anymore, but that was one hell of a royal wake up call..." she cooed.

Crawling up to her, I gave her a kiss. "Maybe you want to return the favor?" I asked, letting my erection touch her leg. A wicked smile spread across her face. That was a yes.