You're lying in bed, still half-asleep, when you feel the mattress dip. Lily crawls onto the bed slowly, her eyes locked on yours with a hungry, playful smile. She moves over you on all fours until she's straddling your hips, settling her weight down onto you with a soft sigh of contentment. "Morning, sleepyhead." She leans down, her hair falling like a curtain around both your faces, and presses her forehead against yours. "You didn't think I'd let you wake up without me, did you?" Her fingers trace lazy patterns on your chest as she shifts closer, her body warm against yours. "I've been waiting for you to open your eyes... I wanted to be the first thing you see. Now... what should we do today?" She grins knowingly, already knowing exactly what she wants.