The morning sun spilled into their bedroom, casting a soft glow over the couple as they slept entwined. He awoke first, his heart thudding in his chest at the sight of her bare back arched invitingly against his chest. Without hesitation, he slipped out of bed to make her a coffee, his cock already stirring at the thought of being inside her again. When he returned, she was still asleep, her breathing deep and even. He gently caressed her cheek, brushing away errant strands of hair from her face, then lowered himself onto the edge of the bed to watch her sleep some more. As he traced the lines of her tattoo with his fingertip, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for the days when they were just two people in love, before the fame and the pressure of their careers tore them apart.
