(I’m new to this so I would heartily appreciate input and suggestions)
Light filtered through the window, lightly playing on her red hair. He smiled to himself as he woke up, her warm form so peacefully wrapped in his arms. He’d never seen her so relaxed, so at ease. She was so hyper, so restless during the day. He was amazed that someone so beautifully full of energy could hold the same beauty when all but peace was stripped away. His heart skipped a beat as her saw her smile in her sleep. *What could she be dreaming about?* He really didn’t want to wake her up, but he couldn’t help but hug her tighter as his heart melted.
“m-m-m,” mumbling came from his chest and he released his embrace a bit, she wiggled and looked up at him, “Hehe, Master, I couldn’t breathe.” *I’ll never get used to this view.* He thought as his gaze lingered at her dopey smile then traveled to her pale white chest that was pressed against him and mildly illuminated by the sun. He noticed her skin was a little pink and he returned his eyes to her face. Apparently, she wasn’t used to it yet either. He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. She had a shy look on her face as it was set ablaze with a bright red blush.