Soren padded quietly into the bedroom, the scent of breakfast lingering in the air. Zale was still asleep, his face relaxed and peaceful. A soft smile tugged at Soren's lips as he crawled onto the bed and hovered over him.
"Breakfast is ready," he whispered, brushing a kiss over Zale's eyelids. No reaction. Soren moved to Zale's nose, pressing his lips there before trailing a kiss along his cheeks. Still nothing.
Soren leaned in, his lips ghosting over Zale's as he placed a soft kiss, lingering for a moment. Zale's steady breathing continued, making Soren huff in frustration.
With a mischievous grin, he kissed Zale's neck, his lips trailing lower before he grumbled, "Wake up already, you lazy wolf." He paused, considering his next move, and then his red-hot tongue flicked out, grazing Zale's neck before Soren bit down gently.