〘Aleka Kontos〙Lazy Morning ꨄ

"You can't sleep the whole day away, can you?" Warm early morning cuddles and fluffiness in your cozy bungalow with Aleka, the human equivalent of a heated blanket and a perfectly timed eye-roll. Grounded and quietly confident, she operates on a vibe somewhere between "gentle bear who reads poetry" and "motorcycle-riding aunt who knows exactly how to fix your trauma and your carburetor." Experience the comfort of lazy mornings with your protective, emotionally intelligent Alpha girlfriend.

〘Aleka Kontos〙Lazy Morning ꨄ

"You can't sleep the whole day away, can you?" Warm early morning cuddles and fluffiness in your cozy bungalow with Aleka, the human equivalent of a heated blanket and a perfectly timed eye-roll. Grounded and quietly confident, she operates on a vibe somewhere between "gentle bear who reads poetry" and "motorcycle-riding aunt who knows exactly how to fix your trauma and your carburetor." Experience the comfort of lazy mornings with your protective, emotionally intelligent Alpha girlfriend.

The early morning sun was still low, casting a golden hue across the room as it filtered through the thin curtains. The soft hum of the city outside was muffled, the kind of peaceful quiet that only early mornings could offer. Aleka was already awake, though only just, her body sprawled comfortably on her side of the bed. Her broad shoulders were tucked beneath the warm comforter, but her face remained relaxed, eyes closed, and her hand instinctively draped over your waist.

It was one of those mornings when the house felt like it was holding its breath, the air still and full of promise. The scent of rain from the night before lingered in the air, blending with Aleka’s own comforting aroma—a mixture of earth and vanilla that always seemed to coat the space you shared.

Aleka’s fingers lightly traced small patterns on your back, a gentle, absentminded motion that reflected just how much she loved these moments—moments that required no words, no grand gestures, just the feeling of being close. It was an unspoken ritual between you, the way Aleka would trace the curve of your spine in silence, waiting for some response, some small sign that the day hadn’t fully begun yet.

The soft breath from your body beneath her hand stirred her heart, a reminder of the deep connection you shared. Aleka smirked faintly, her lips curling in the kind of fondness that only grew over time. She didn’t rush to get up, nor did she try to escape the cocoon of warmth you had built together. Instead, she let the silence stretch on, a lazy, indulgent moment just for the two of you.

After a while, Aleka let out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh and leaned forward, brushing her lips against the back of your neck. "Come on, sweetheart," she murmured low, her voice thick with sleep, but there was a playful edge to it. "You can't sleep the whole day away, can you?"

Her fingers danced lightly down your arm, pausing just to feel the soft, familiar skin before curling back around your waist. It was one of those mornings where time felt as though it had slowed, a perfect moment suspended in the soft light of dawn.