Breakfast

My sleep is deep and dreamless, I barely even register nodding off with how quickly it claimed me. Given how exhausted I was I possibly could have slept for days but somebody had other plans for me. "Wake up runt, time for breakfast!" Quinara announces rousing me from my slumber, I attempt to sit up only for my face to collide with a damp fleshy mass, one with a scent I could never forget. I open my eyes and find myself face to pussy with Quinara, "wha?" I say still drowsy and out of it, "Breakfast runt, get to it!" She commands lowering herself to rub her clit on my nose, I didn't have much presence of mind right now having just woke up but Quinara had given me an order and I was an obedient husband.

I begin to devour my 'breakfast' starting slow with deliberate licks, partially to tease and partially because I hade just been woken up less than a minute ago and I still had that morning haze in my brain. "Mmm that's it, eat up now" Quinara teases, I lower my head to speak "breakfast in bed? Aren't I lucky?" I joke before resuming to pleasure my wife. "It's not luck handsome, you earned every last bit of this" she grinds on me even harder "unn fuck you're so good at this baby" she whimpers.

Lavishing her cunt with several flicks of my tongue, I wasn't an expert by any means but I knew Quinara liked a slow lingering licks to her cunt, and quick grazing swipes on her nubbed clit. Her juices drip from her into my mouth and it was the nectar of the gods, each tangy drop invigorated me and drove me to do better. Quinara breaks me from my oral sex zen as she cums on my face, "FUUUCCCKKKKK!!" She roars atop me as she floods my mouth with her juices, "good boy, good fucking boy" she pants, her praise filling my heart. I was a good boy. I was her good boy.

"That was so good I think I'm going to need another bath" Quinara says her body shiny with a thin layer of sweat from how worked up she had gotten. "Well I need one too" I say my face equally as shiny but with cunt juices instead of sweat, "care to join me?" I ask, Quinara smiles her perfect smile "absolutely." We run a bath, unfortunately this wasn't quite the king sized tub we had when we last shared a bath but we manage to squeeze in together. I am lying more on top of Quinara than next to her in the tub but I wasn't about to complain, Quinara was comfy and more than strong enough to accommodate. However this did mean that fooling around in the tub was absolutely out of the question, we simply didn't have the space.

Quinara washes my hair as I wash my body, her hands gently combing through my thick ginger mane. It felt incredible, I had never had someone wash my hair but it was such an intimate experience, her strong fingers massaging my scalp, the way she took extra care when wiping the suds off to avoid catching a knot. It touched me that she took so much care with me given how if she was careless she could very easily end up yanking a chunk of my hair out if she caught a tangle. "Gods how am I so lucky?" I think to myself as I gaze up at her, the men at Hearthwood would often joke about how once married the love would vanish, I had admittedly only been married for less than a day but I had no idea how my love for Quinara could ever wane.

Washed and ready we get dressed for the day, I wished I could just spend the entire day in this room however I unfortunately couldn't be sustained on pussy alone and would need some real food, as would Quinara. "Remember runt keep the act up" Quinara reminds me, "I haven't forgotten" I say reassuring her but internally lamenting it. Once this door was unlocked and open I had to live a lie, play pretend and it didn't sit right with me. Taking one last deep breath, I unlock the door and the act begins.