The sudden slackness in the fingers holding onto the sides of his head told him that his paramour had fallen asleep on him mid-cunnilingus. He sighed quietly to himself, but with affection rather than disappointment. It had been a wonderful day and they had both drank a little bit too much wine which often caused her to get a drowsy. He struggled to untangle himself from bedsheets and her legs, managing to get into a kneeling position. He took a second to admire her body, so uncomplicated and peaceful. She had that beautiful smile on her face, the smile that had made him fall in love with her. Still savoring the taste of her on his tongue, he leaned over her and gently brushed a stray hair off of her brow. Moving as silently as possible he snuggled up to her, already dreaming of the next morning when he would tease her and she would be embarrassed and they would continue what they had been doing.