Kat PoV
I grumbled as I felt someone shaking my shoulder, burying my nose further into the muscular side of my Demoness instead as I tried to return to sleep, my mind and body exhausted.
The room was a mixture of sweet, citrus, and cinnamon scents that swirled lazily through the air, our deeds from last night lingering around after the rudimentary cleaning that I attempted before I passed out, which contained a breeze out the windows that someone opened and a cloak of water that washed everything off of me, leaving me relatively clean and refreshed enough to fall asleep comfortably.
The hand on my shoulder pushed me some more, making my growl reverberate in my throat as I blearily opened my eyes, still clinging closely to the blue tower of flesh that released that addictive sweet scent that I knew and loved so much.
