Kenny's POV:
I awoke to soft sheets, and the morning light trickled in through the curtains. Shedding myself of the remaining glimpses of a dream, my eyes were still shut as I soaked in the warmth of my covers before letting my blue eyes see the sun's rays shining through the gap in the curtains. I sigh, a smile on my face as a soft mumble escapes the peaceful sleeping body beside me.
My little Dolly, soft in slumber, her perfect little head resting on my chest, her arm resting lazily around my middle. I tighten my grip on her small frame, pulling her closer. Her curly bleach blonde hair sticking up in all directions, her rose pink lips parted slightly as soft mumbles erupt from her, I could feel some dribble on my chest, but I don't mind. This perfect creature could kill me fifty times over, I'd still love her just the same.
I draw little circles on her back, lightly with my fingertips, against her warm, soft ivory skin. She mumbles something I can't quite understand, as she nudges her head into my chest. There's times like these I'm happy to be the first one awake, to see the glamorous Dolly Parton in her most vulnerable and less glamorous state. Yet she was still so naturally beautiful, so delicate in her own way. She is perfection, and she's mine, mine all the way down to the last precious little curl on her precious little head.
I carefully move my other hand, brushing strands of curls out of her face, she inhales, then began to stir. I watch, transfixed as her little arm stretches across my chest, I can feel her little legs kicking and stretching beneath the sheets. She yawns, bringing her hand up to rub her sleepy eyes. She sighs, leaning back as far as my arm holding her would allow, then she looked up at me, with tired eyes, a smile tugging at her lips.
"Good mornin' my precious little baby." I whisper, my voice a lot raspier than I thought it would be. Her pretty little eyes closed, her smile growing wider.
"Good mornin' Lover boy." Her voice soft, like the summer rain. Her eyes open, meeting mine. Oh her eyes, her eyes are stunning, even now as she looks at me sleepily. Yes, you could say her eyes were blue, but that was surly an understatement. Her eyes remind me of the ocean, so full of life, and uncontrollable like the sea, her eyes gave away how she felt even when she did her best to hide it. Yes they were blue, however as the deep blue neared her pupil flecks of shimmering emerald green could bee seen, if you were to look close enough, you could see the glimmering emerald rimmed around her black pupil, sparkling in the light of the morning sun, like a fresh sheen of morning dew.
"How'd you sleep?" I whisper caressing her back softly.
"Much Better now you're here." She whispers, leaning up, I feel the warmth of her lips against mine, though only for a moment.
"Three months on the road, and I only get a little kiss?"
She giggles rubbing her cheek against my little beard.
"You had a lot more than a little 'ol kiss last night."
"And I loved every minute." I chuckle, quickly rolling on top of her earning a squeal and more giggles erupt from her.
"Unhand me ya vermin!" I could see the twinkle of playfulness and mischief in her eyes, she makes to nudge me but I'm quicker, pinning her hands either side of her head.
"Never." I growl, nudging my head into the crook of her neck, earning little giggles.
"You're a despicable man Mr. Rogers"
"And you're one sexy woman Mrs. Rogers."
***
Dolly stood in the kitchen humming to herself as she prepares breakfast for her and Kenny.
She wore a long white silk robe, and nothing else. Her hair was tied back with a pink ribbon she'd found in her drawer, strands escaping the ribbon, dangling down the side of her face.
"I've got to be the luckiest man alive." Kenny whispers wrapping his arms around the woman who jumps slightly at sudden invasion. A smile graces her lips, leaning into the touch.
"Oh yeah, why's that?"
"Because I'm married to the sexiest woman the worlds ever seen." He nudges his head into the crook of her neck, planting little kisses against her skin. Dolly giggles
"Would ya get off, I'm tryna make breakfast here." She nudges the man who growls in her ear.
"You are my breakfast."
"Kenny!" Dolly giggles as he nibbles her earlobe.
"Baby, I want you..." his voice was low and husky in her ear.
"You had me last night and this mornin'." She giggles.
"And I want ya now." He began nibbling her neck, knowing she wouldn't be able to resist much longer.
The blonde gives in, dropping what she was doing, turning around in his embrace.
"Come here buster, before I change my mind." She smiles wrapping her arms around his neck.
