Club Night 10 - Serene Morning

It's likely the sparse rays of sunlight piercing the blinds that wake you up. Your eyelids are heavy and your vision blurry and the sun is definitely not being friendly. You groan but when you go to rub the sleep out of your eyes, something holds you back. Or rather, someone. Zoey's big, strong arms are still wrapped around you, holding you close. Oh fuck, did you actually fall asleep? Ughh... well, it's not like you have anywhere to be at least. It's sunday, after all.

Judging by both the sound and the feel of Zoey's slow and steady breathing, she seems still asleep. It's almost fascinating how the both of you managed to sleep like this. Typically, while it is very nice and comfy to cuddle in bed, these positions aren't the best for actually falling asleep.

You notice that, in contrast to her, you're almost fully clothed. Except for panties since, well. You're lying in a bed not yours, a sexy, naked stranger cuddling you from behind and somehow, this scenario make you feel weird for being clothed. However, as comfortable as her embrace may be, a full night of sleeping with a bra on is never a good idea.

As you try to wiggle an arm free, Zoey stirs behind you.

"Nnnh, mornin'..." she mutters groggily.

"Good, uh, good morning." you reply.

"You're still he-" she starts asking but then some of your hair seems to get in her mouth. "Bleh, bleh."

"Heh, yeah..." you chuckle. "You kinda trapped me."

"Mmm, I did?" the futa mumbles but doesn't let go of you.

"Yeah. Pretty effectively." you reply and tap her arm.

"Oh, whoops." she says and finally releases you.

"Well, did I complain?" you ask and turn around to face her. Oh boy, there's sleep all over her face. It's honestly pretty cute.

"Hah, I guess not." she chuckles lightly and sits up. "Ugh, what time's it anyway?"

"No idea. My phone's in my jacket and since you kept me from leaving this bed..." you reply with a bit of a mocking tone in your voice.

"Fair." the futanari shrugs and reaches over the edge of the bed. When she comes back up, her phone's in her hand.

"10:30." she announces. "You have any idea when we went to sleep?"

"Uh, no, not really. Maybe 4:00? 5:00?" you guess.

"Ehhh, coulda slept longer." the tattooed futa grunts and leans against you, wrapping an arm around you again. She really seems to be a cuddly person.

"It's not that bad, come on." you chuckle and give her a slight push. She's heavy for her height.

"Whatever, how you feeling?" the futanari asks and rubs some sleep out of her eyes.

"Uh, pretty good. Why?"

"Just checking. Not everyone can handle me." she replies and smirks. Can handle her? Someone's full of themself. Well, it's not like she hasn't earned it.

"Oh what modesty." you scoff but grin.

"One of my best features. right?" Zoey retorts, in fact, not very modestly.

"Right." you agree and shake your head. "You are quite something."

"Some would call me a whole lot."

"Mhm. I'm sure they do."