Aniya stirred in the early morning light, her own moans echoing in her ears. She blinked her eyes open, disoriented and flushed, as she became aware of Hermes' smirking figure watching her from the foot of the bed.
"Enjoying the show, dear husband?" Aniya asked playfully, trying to cover her embarrassment with a teasing tone.
Hermes chuckled, "I couldn't help but notice your vocal activities. It seemed like quite the dream."
Aniya's cheeks grew even hotter as she tried to change the subject. "What are you doing up so early anyway?"
Hermes shrugged, his eyes never leaving Aniya's face. "I was waiting for you to wake up, actually. I was intrigued by the noises you were making in your sleep."
Aniya feigned innocence, "And what kind of noises was I making?"
Hermes' twinkling eyes gave him away. "Let's just say they were very...interesting."
Aniya couldn't resist. "Well, why don't you recreate the dream for me?"
Hermes was always up for a challenge. He began to seduce Aniya with the same moves from her dream, his hands and lips tracing patterns on her skin that made her heart race.
Aniya was impressed by Hermes' memory, and couldn't help but be swept away by the passion of the moment. As they became lost in each other, Aniya whispered playful insults in Hermes' ear, teasing him about his "big ego" and "godly charm".
Hermes took the insults in stride, responding with his own playful banter. "You're a mischievous goddess, you know that?" he said, nipping at her neck. "And an insatiable lover."
The two continued to banter and tease each other as they made love, their connection growing stronger with every playful jab. As they reached their climax, Aniya whispered one final insult in Hermes' ear, "You may be the god of thieves, but you've stolen my heart."
Hermes, overcome with emotion, couldn't help but laugh and agree, "And you, my love, have stolen my sanity."
As they lay in each other's arms, spent and satisfied, Aniya couldn't help but think that this was the best way to start the day. And with Hermes by her side, she knew that every day would be just as sweet.
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