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Sunday Morning

T he soft glow of morning light filters through my window, casting a warm blanket over the room. As I slowly come to consciousness, I feel strong arms wrapped around me, Blade's body pressed against mine. His hot breath caresses my face as I reach up to touch his features. My blindfold prevents me from seeing, so I let my hands explore for me. Tracing the line of his jaw with my fingertips, I move up to feel the roughness of his stubble. Continuing my journey, I press lightly against his lips, savoring the gentle parting as he emits a soft sigh.

My hand continues its exploration, moving down his neck and shoulder and arm. I drag my fingers gently along his chest and stomach until they reach the band of his boxers. Hesitating for a moment, I brush lightly over the fabric before he stops me with a soft groan, capturing my hand in his own. "Red," he murmurs against my hair in a husky voice filled with sleepiness that reverberates through me .

Lifting my chin to meet his lips, I let him claim them in a slow, sleepy kiss. As he releases my hand, mine moves beneath the fabric of his boxers to wrap around the base of his hard cock, stroking at a leisurely pace.

He inhales sharply at the touch of my fingers on him, rousing from sleep. Though I can't see his face behind the blindfold, I can sense his reactions - the way he stiffens slightly under my touch, how his breath hitches as my thumb glides over the tip of him. His grip on my hair tightens just enough to remind me of his growing need.

Gently shifting myself on top of him and straddling his hips, I feel the friction between us draw a low growl from his lips as he instinctually grips my waist. Guided by touch alone, I align myself with him and slowly lower onto his cock, relishing in the sensation that makes me gasp and take in a sharp breath as I adjust to his size.

His hands on my hips guide our movements, setting a pace that's slow yet relentless. Despite the blindfold blocking my vision, the connection between us feels stronger than ever. This is a different Blade with me this morning - his touches are gentle as they travel up to cup my breasts through my shirt. Every thrust sends waves of pleasure radiating through me, pulling soft moans from my lips that are quickly swallowed up by Blade's own as he captures them in a searing kiss.

As he sits up, his body pressing against mine, he lifts my shirt over my head and tosses it aside. Wrapping my legs around him, I shudder at the feeling of his stubble brushing against my neck as he trails kisses down to my shoulder. His fingers trace a path down my spine, causing me to arch against him. He cups my ass, holding me up as he continues to thrust into me. As our pace quickens, the sound of our bodies slamming together fills the room .

"I can't hold back much longer," Blade warns me in a low growl against my ear. "You feel too good."

Barely able to gather enough breath, I gasp, “Then let go.”

With one final grunt, he does. His body tenses as he climaxes, his arms tightening around me as he slams upward one last time. The intense pleasure triggers my orgasm and I cry out, clinging to Blade as waves of ecstasy run through every inch of my body.

My skin is slick with sweat, and my breath comes in heavy pants as Blade holds me close. His lips trail lazy kisses along my shoulder, eliciting soft moans from me. "I should go make breakfast," he finally says, breaking the peaceful silence. “I have to take you home."

The energy in the room shifts as Blade presses a gentle kiss to my lips before setting me back on the bed. I hear him moving around the room, his footsteps faltering for a moment. "Red," he begins cautiously, uncertainty lacing his voice.

"Yeah?" I respond, sitting up and turning toward his voice.

"Do you want me to remove the blindfold?" he asks softly, his words almost hesitant.

I pause, considering his offer. If he removes the blindfold, then I will see his face - something that has been carefully kept hidden between the four of us.

"No," I whisper after a lingering silence, surprising even myself with my answer. "If you remove the blindfold, then everything becomes real. And I'm not sure if I can handle that yet."

"I understand," Blade responds with a sigh, his own hesitance evident. Without another word, he turns and leaves the room, closing the door behind him with a soft click. The room falls silent once again as I lay there, contemplating the weight of my decision.