Early Morning Claiming of Princess
By John Sat
Dedicated to that wonderful inspiration who wanted to be the star of the story:
I woke up in that awkward time of early morning. It wasn’t late enough to actually wake up, but it wasn’t early enough for the sky to still be dark. Resolving myself to probably not getting to sleep in this Sunday, I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
When I returned to bed, my hands still a little wet from washing up, I saw you lying there, tangled in the sheets. Without me there to anchor my side of the bedding, you managed to wrap the sheets around your round body, revealing the most arousing tease of your porcelain skin. It’s become a joke between us that usually when I call you princess, you laugh and ask which one, wide-eyed and excited. My answer was always the same, Snow White. And staring at you lying there, your pale skin set off against the dark curls of your hair, it was reminded yet again why that was always my answer.