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You were pulled from your gentle slumber by the feeling of a strong arm wrapping around your waist. A small sound of content escaped your lips as you felt him bury his face into your back, his soft lips dragging kisses across your skin. You reached behind you, carding your hand through his dark curls, lightly scratching at his scalp.
"Marc," his name was a hushed whisper falling from your lips like golden honey, causing him to squeeze you more tightly, "its early. Go back to sleep, baby."
"Want you," his delicate breath tickled your neck and caused you to wiggle in his grasp as you just laughed. He groaned lightly as you rolled over so you were facing him, "hi."
"Hi," you reached over and gently touched his face, ghosting the tips of your fingers softly over his skin, "oh so very handsome, Marc Spector."
"What about you, gorgeous girl?" he took your hand in his, lacing your fingers together before kissing along your knuckles, "beautiful."
"Oh hush," rolling your eyes, you pulled the warm blankets over your body before snuggling back against your pillow, "back to sleep for me. And you too, mister. It's early and you need some rest."
"Baby-"
"It can wait," you'd already closed your eyes but there was still a smile tugging on the corners of your mouth, "don't be so greedy."
He grumbled lightly under his breath, causing you to giggle before he settled back down and wrapped an arm around your waist. Marc pulled you toward him, wanting to keep you as close as possible, even when sleeping. You wrapped your legs up in his, attempting to take all the warmth and heat he had; in the winter he and his always warm body definitely came in handy. Marc hissed lightly at the sensation of your cold feet against his, but made no effort to move.
