Pillow Talk
A.N: A Breaking Dawn drabble that could've happened on The Honeymoon (before Nessie came along and everything went to crazy town). Canon B/E.
Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight, Bella Swan would have a life outside her boyfriend...
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You feel the morning sunshine burn your feet, calves, thighs. His hands are cool, where they are splayed across your back. He pushes your hair to the side. This allows his hands a more open area to explore. You hear nothing but his gentle hum and the crashing waves.
You never want to move.
You bury your face in the crook of his shoulder and listen to his quiet voice. Just then you notice that his fingers have been repeating a certain pattern along your back.
"I bet you can't wait to get back to a real piano." You are loathe to break the peaceful stillness of the late morning, but the words are out before you can stop yourself.
He chuckles and the noise sends a tingle down your spine. Reminding you of last night, when he made such wonderfully sinful noises...
His long, fingers follow the line of your spine. Past your shoulder blades, your sides, your lower back. Always trailing lightly, lower, lower, lower...
Your eyes roll back in your head and your toes curl.
"Not exactly." He manages to get no more words out before you smother his lips with your own.
It's a good morning.
FIN
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A.N: I may continue on with this. I have a few other ideas... let me know what you think ;-)