I felt the bed shift under me, causing me to stir. It was subtle, but it was just enough to wake me. My mind went active an instant later as my senses came to life.
I heard various birds outside, chirping just beyond the window. Every so often, they would peak, as if fighting for something important. Just beyond them were the sounds of cars rumbling by every so often. It was bothersome to my ear, but better than in the past. We made sure to choose a home that balanced easy travel and low sound for that reason. I smelled the familiar wood and cloth of my bed and covers. The combination had become a simple pleasure, for the scent always brought a smile to my face. Yet, they were faint compared to the fragrance plug I had on the one side of the room. The lavender scent was overpowering all else in the room, despite how long its been active. I made a mental note to remove it later. I felt the warmth of myself and the body next to me, caught under the covers. It radiated off Ryan and through my bare back, making me feel a deep, cozy feeling. It always comforted me to know he was by my side when I awoke. On my face, I felt the additional warmth of the sun shining through our windows. The window faced the rising sun, so I knew it was early in the morning.
Ryan stirred again, sending another ripple through the bed. I grumbled internally as I knew that's enough to keep me permanently awake. Reaching out, I braved the cold air on my arm to find my watch resting on my bedside table. I opened the face to read the time as just past seven. Over an hour before we needed to wake up. I'm sure Ryan set his own alarm, but this time he was mine.
I pulled back my arm and rolled onto my back. Then, I listened to his breathing. I lucked out he wasn't a snorer, because it would have been a deal breaker otherwise. Instead, I was treated to the gentle whiffs of air as he slumbered away. It was only when I confirmed he was still sleeping did I open my eyes to darkness.
It wasn't something I did in front of others, for I hated people seeing my sightless eyes. At the same time, I couldn't resist the urge now and then just to have them open. It made me feel like everyone else, even if it did nothing for me. I always wondered what the world looked like around me and, having my eyes open let me imagine the possibilities. It wasn't much, but it was enough, as it was the only chance I had since birth.
I shut my eyes with a sigh as the longing started to set in. It did me no good to think about what could have been. Instead, I focused on what I had. And, right now, all I could think of was having Ryan. He bumped into me randomly over a year ago, quite literally. I would have fallen over if he didn't catch me. Normally, such an event would have angered me, but instead Ryan found a way to make me smile it away. He then proceeded to help me with my errands that day. He did it with such a positive attitude too. Unlike others, who would fluster over my blindness, he kept calm and showed me respect constantly. After that, we spent time together constantly. It was no surprise when out relationship evolved into something more. We recently took the next step and got a place together, something I've been enjoying greatly.
As I thought about how our wonderful relationship started, my body started to heat up. We waited awhile to become intimate, despite a few occasions of him catching me nude. Soon, though, we both felt the longing to go further. I was nervous at first, for I hadn't been with anyone before, but he handled it like everything else; respectful and kind. He made me feel truly loved that night and every night after.
By now, my body was longing for him. but, I had a rare opportunity before me. Normally, he woke up before I did, using his lips in various areas to wake me. Now, it was my chance and I wanted to do it right. Slowly and carefully, I slid my body closer to his. When I felt our bodies touch, I paused, waiting to see if he would awaken. He stirred slightly, but he continued his dreaming. Once I was sure I was safe, I slowly lifted my arm and rested it on his chest. I shot higher than I wished, so I quickly lowered my hand until I found what I was looking for. We both slept without clothes, so I had instant access to his soft member. It felt warm between my fingers as I grasped it gently. I wondered once in awhile if it was bigger than other men's, but I never dwelled because it was the perfect size for me.
Very slowly, I started to caress him. I was gentle as I took my time, enjoying the feeling of him react. It wasn't long till I noticed the change as he started to become hard. I loved feeling the subtle differences, the soft heartbeat, and the warmth as his body reacted to my touch. Despite the obvious reaction, though, he remained fast asleep. I smiled to myself before increasing my rhythm. My touch remained light, but my motions accurate. I knew all the spots I needed to hit to send chills up his spine.
It was at that point I heard him moan softly. My smile grew as I used my other hand to find his chin and moved it closer to mine, all the while making sure my other hand never faltered. Just as he was about to fully waken, I turned his head towards me and used my fingers to find his lips just fast enough to kiss them gently. I felt electricity and warmth flow through my body as our lips met. It was a feeling I always got when we kissed and I loved it every time. It took only a moment more before he moved into the kiss, returning the love fully. I broke the kiss a few minutes later then rested my forehead on his, my hand still stroking him.
"Good morning," I said softly.
