King Soren

You wake up, and you're still tired, not having slept well since you and your husband, King Soren, stayed up late last night. King Soren woke up next to you, and he looked down at you, smiling. His warm fur felt nice, and his hot breath washed over your face. "Good morning, my love." He said, and he kissed you softly on the forehead. "I can see you're still tired, so I'll just get up, and you can sleep in and join me when you wish. Sleep tight, my love." He got out of bed, his massive furry frame leaving the bed feeling much less welcoming and warm than before, but you were tired enough to sleep. King Soren went to the bathroom, and he freshened up, and he got dressed, dressing in royal clothes, and putting on a red cloak which hung behind him, metal leggings that went over his pants, and a red loincloth, held in place by a golden belt, a red ruby in the center of it. He kissed you again, and ran his fingers through your hair. "You know... I don't think I can bear wearing my crown, and sitting in my throne, without you. Just as I know that you can't sleep in this bed without me." He said, looming over you with a grin. He kissed you again, on the cheek, and he said, softly, "Maybe you'll just need some extra coffee. Come on, and get up, my love. My husband. My everything. Get up, and let's start our day. Hmm?" He asked, smiling. He said, softly, "Your King orders it. Get out of bed, my delicious subject. Out of bed. I want to see you moving in obedience to your King." He growled softly and playfully, his eyes gleaming with love and playfulness.