Ivan woke with Kitt resting comfortably on his chest. He eased from under her managing not to wake her and went to the bathroom. Kitt stirred, but remained asleep. He washed his face, rinsed his mouth with mouthwash, and prepared a pot of coffee before returning to the bedroom. Kitt was still sleeping, so Ivan sat by the window staring out into the morning. There were a few people out walking, but the street was relatively bare. He thought of the night they shared, smiling to himself at the minor head trauma he suffered, and of the closeness they were experiencing. He was falling for Kitt more and more, and wanted to take things to another level, but a part of him felt torn. Kitt was so caught in the newness of having someone to love and care for her that she, in spite of herself kept forgetting that he was really a she. He thought he understood her mind set each time it came into discussion, yet he knows there is a part of her that is still in denial. There was nothing he wouldnt do for her and nothing he wouldnt compromise, but could she really engage in a sexual act that was so far from what she was used to? Ivan looked at the still sleeping Kitt with dewy eyes as she lay sleeping so soundly. He wondered if this relationship would sustain physical limitations. Although Kitt understood ***** life, did she understand ***** *****? That was the thorn in Ivans side and he was having a hard time conveying that to her even though their connection spoke for itself.

The smell of coffee began to circulate through the apartment arousing Kitt from her slumber. She rolled over yawning loudly, obviously forgetting she wasnt alone in the room. She pushed herself up to see Ivan seated by the window. She smiled to conceal her blush.

Hey, she said softly. How long have you been up?

Ivan got up and walked the edge of the bed.

Not too long. I didnt want to wake you before you were ready. Im not sure if youre a morning person or not, Ivan chuckled.

I smelled the coffee and it woke me up.

Well, lets go drink some before it gets cold.

Kitt got out of bed and followed Ivan into the kitchen. She made some toast while Ivan got the mugs out of the cabinet and poured the coffee. Kitt met Ivan at the table with the toast and they engaged in a mellow conversation. Ivan thought about discussing the thoughts he was having, but one look at Kitt dissuaded him from mentioning it. She looked so radiant and revived. Her hair wild, yet *****, crowned her like the regality he saw in her.

After their mini breakfast, Ivan cleaned up the cups and plates, while Kitt went to wash up and listen to the morning news on the radio, as she did every morning. Ivan waited for her in the kitchen as he browsed through a magazine that he found on the counter. It was filled with the typical Womens Issues that nearly all magazines seemed to cover and he laughed to himself wondering how much of it Kitt really prescribed to. She was a worldly and well experienced woman who for the most part didnt really seem to take life too seriously. Another quality he found attractive in her. His thoughts were interrupted when she came out of the bathroom, hair pulled neatly back, and face glowing even more radiantly than before.

Wow! Ivan gushed. Whats in the water over here? He continued to gush.

Kitt waved her hand in the air, aww, stop that! She blushed.

Ivan got up and they went back into the bedroom where Kitt saddled up to Ivan, holding him closely.

You know, Ive never been much of a morning person, but youve given me a reason to change that, Kitt confessed with a smile.

Oh, is that right? And why is that Ms. Kitt? Ivan inquired in a low, *****, southern tone.

Kitt giggled. Well, I was always up late from the gigs and almost always drunk, so the morning was my time to recover.

Thats all find and dandy Ms. Kitt, but you still didnt tell me how I inspired a change, he said, still talking in his low, ***** tone.

Kitt giggled again. This time he made her blush.

You really need me to tell you? she asked, swaying in his arms.

Why of course! You cant just make a statement like that without an explanation now, he continued, really making Kitt laugh.

If you keep talking like that, Ill never get to tell you cause its making me laugh, Kitt said still in a laughing tone. But if you must know, its because you gave me the best night cap and a reason to want to wake up early. Is that reason enough for you Mr. Ivan? Kitt returned the teasing.

Ivan eased out of her arms, removing his invisible hat from his head, and bowing to her. She smiled and curtsied. Ivan roared with laughter almost falling to his knees at her antics.

They managed to regain their composures and walked hand in hand to the bed where Ivan pushed Kitt down and fell on top of her. They rolled around laughing and tickling each other until they could barely contain themselves. It wasnt until Ivan ended up on top of her that they stopped and were overcome with that familiar sexual energy they kept encountering. This time; however, was not like the previous ones. This time there was a knowing want to explore beyond the realms of topically induced satisfaction. Kitts eyes spoke sexually charged physical needs that mixed with Ivans long desire for her. The combination sparked them into an infusion of feverous and fiendish kisses. They were all over the bed, ignorant to the momentary lapse in their closeness as clothes became strewn around them. Their hands splattered each others bodies like paint as they explored the tender nakedness they soon found themselves in. Separated by nothing but the sounds of their breaths and beating of their hearts, they were about to meet with a new meaning of good morning!