As the morning sun gently seeped through the seams of the tent, the soft glow illuminated the peaceful scene inside. Gray was the first to stir, his eyes fluttering open to the quiet morning. His body was warm, still intertwined with Maria's under the thin covers they have put after there intimacy, both of them wrapped in the comfort of last night's intimacy. The memories flickered in his mind, and a quiet smile crept onto his face as he turned his head slightly, seeing Maria still nestled against him.
Maria, her hair cascading over her bare shoulders, was slow to wake, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she shifted closer to Gray, her skin brushing against his. She blinked, her eyes slowly opening, filled with a warm glow as she looked up at him. For a moment, neither spoke, simply savoring the quiet moment, the aftermath of the night they'd shared. Maria's smile was lazy, content, as she rested her head on his chest, her fingers absentmindedly tracing small circles on his skin.
