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[makesmeatease]

Inara sweeps her hair over her shoulder and yawns before looking at Mal, asleep beside her. It's a lazy start to the morning, and as she takes in her husband's features, she finds that she doesn't really mind.

She curls against him, dancing fingers over his neck and jawline. Wakey wakey.

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[bad_in_latin]

Mal stirs, cracking one eye open and letting half a smile form on his face.

"Mmm. Mornin', lao po."

[makesmeatease]

"Mornin' zhàngfu." Inara smiles back, drawing her nose against his cheek.

[bad_in_latin]

Still with only one eye open, Mal lifts from lying on his stomach to throwing a leg across Inara's knees and an arm across the flat of her ribs, landing with a soft oof.

"S'eep."

[makesmeatease]

She makes a noise in return, laughing softly as she curls closer to him. "It's morning, Captain Reynolds. Time for sleepy captains to get up and..."

Inara shifts under his weight. "...and to captain."