Redamancy ✷ Simon Riley

Chap 46)

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Poppy for once found serenity in the mellifluous sound of the pigeons cooing repeatedly outside in the early morning. Usually, she found the pigeons to be absolutely exasperating in the beautiful morning but today it didn't bother her as much. They were loud as they perched themselves on bark-wrapped branches in trees nearby. The rowdy howling wind whooshed by the bedroom window, unavoidably rustling the cold crisp leaves attached to branches and round bushes.

She sought warmth from Simon by nestling her cheek against his chest while looking out the window at the thought of the winter breeze. The white blinds were partially drawn down but she could still see the dusty pink waves that had started to brush the sky before the pink blended into a soft orange.

The night sky was still lowering to the horizon. She always loved the sunrise in the early morning because everyone else was asleep in their beds and it was so quiet. It was peaceful and soothing. It was captivating to see all the pastel colours smudging the sky before the sun finally rose to its desired destination.

Sudden movement had her tilting her head back to peer up at Simon. The lieutenant himself blinked the sleep from his eyes and met her gaze. Poppy instinctively smiled upon locking eyes with him. Shifting his bare tattooed arm, he enfolded his arm around her waist and brought her closer. Lowering his head, he pressed an affectionate kiss to her hair before pulling away.

Seeing a hint of mischief in his brown eyes, she raised an eyebrow at him questionably just as he trapped her in his arms and grasped her hips. Letting out a surprised gasp from her mouth, she held onto Simon's shoulders as he flipped her over so she was lying on her back. With her back now on the mattress and her head on the pillow, he squeezed her outer thigh so she could part her legs and let him cuddle her.

Poppy shook her head, smiling as he hovered above her. "Simon, I don't have underwear on."

"I know, love... I just want to hug you." Staring contently up at him for a few seconds, she let him settle between her thighs. He lowered his head and pecked her cheek gently before placing his head on her chest. Taking her hands in his own, he threaded their fingers together. "Merry Christmas," he murmured sweetly.

She could not suppress the wide smile on her face. "Merry Christmas, Simon."

He raised his head from her chest and listened closely to the birds outside before clenching his jaw in vexation.

"Those pigeons never shut up." With a groan, he grabbed the duvet and pulled it over them both, muting the annoying sound of the birds. Poppy laughed quietly in amusement, yanking off the duvet from over them. "Just cause they're awake doesn't mean they have to wake everyone else up."