She smiles slightly as she feels his hand on her hip and the kisses to her hair. This might just be her favorite way to wake up from now on. The scent of her hair is a delicate balance of vanilla, old books and a hint of blood buried beneath the other two more prevalent scents.

Eventually she shifts to glance over her shoulder at him with a smile. The feel of his heart against her back just reminding her its been awhile since she's fed. At least now she had more control over her hunger..

"Morning.." Just ignore the fact that they can't really tell what time of day it is with the blackout blinds in her bedroom.