Orion stirred as the first streaks of morning light poured in through the open window that Helena had forgotten to close.
Her scent, covering evry inch of the room and now him made him purr, which caused the bed to tremble and ushered the witch into consciousness.
"Morning," he mumbled drowsily, his large hand gently kneading at her waist, as if he needed extra reassurance that she really was there.
"Good morning," Helena responded with a small huff, patting him on his back and freezing when her hand came into contact with his naked flesh.
"Um..."
"You're like a drug," Orion whispered, drawing a shudder from the brunette as he began pressing soft kisses into her skin. "I haven't slept as well as I do with you since I was a pup."
"I'm happy to be of service, really, but your..."
She made a small sound when he suddenly draped himself over her, his arms bracketing her head to keep his weight off, and then began rubbing his cheek against hers with a soft purr.
"T-This is too intimate. We
