It would have been so simple to pull those sheets above their heads and ignore the invasive but warm embrace of the sun's light. It felt nice upon her exposed skin. Was it too much to simply ignore the time? But she felt it, those familiar, strong arms that wrapped around her waist, pulling her in across the small space between them in that massive bed. Oh, she liked this much more. She felt him nuzzle his face into her thick soft brunette locks, as if he might use her as a personal shield to combat the day. A day that Mira was in no rush to greet. She could say that with complete certainty. She shifted to snuggle in even close to make sure there wasn't a breath of hair between them. How certain she was that this was her favourite place to be. Mira allowed the heaviness of her eye lids win out against wakefulness. Maybe they could spend the day in bed? Only to surface for sustenance and hygiene alone. When she woke next... she would see what she might be able to coax out of him. But first... more sleep. The she-wolf welcomed the sluggish laziness that clung to her impossibly heavy limbs. Tetradore's aversions to mornings, it would seem, rubbed off on her. However, she didn't expect to hear his voice once more. If it were not for the fact she could feel the rumble of it, she would have believed that she imagined it. His lips pressed sweetly against the base of her neck, the sensation alone bringing forth more awareness to her boyfriend.

He was persistent this morning. It was the sweet lull of his voice once more attempted to tug her sweetly into wakefulness. Baiting her. He knew just the words to trigger her weakness. He knew she could not ignore the word... surprise. Let alone the wonder that he had any time alone to plan anything beyond how they spent their first night on that ship. Her mind could not help but begin its slow but steady churning of thought. There was no ignoring that buzz within her mind... Okay, okay she was up., She declared that much as she swore that she could hear the smile upon his lips as he uttered that teasing challenge. Are you? He asked when referring to if she was awake. What kind of question was that?

"Just as awake as you, when you tell me your awake." She countered sleepily before claiming he rubbed off on her. That earned her little more than a soft grunt that only made her smile grow in size and a light bubbling laughter that threatened to escape her. Mira shifted and twisted around into his arms then, remaining within his grasp, only to notice that his eyes were shut. Awake. Ha, and he claimed to be the awake one! A sweet but gentle kiss was placed on his all too kissable lips before she saw his eyes fluttered open. How striking his eyes looked in the morning light, even though he squinted from the sun that invaded his eyes. How certain she imagined her boyfriend to be... nocturnal.

He yawned, realizing he equally as reluctant to leave that bed. He flopped onto his back, Mira half sat up to peer at him. He did not get to promise a surprise and then turn all aloof... She would not allow it. Was there trickery afoot? However, it was his confirmation that those surprises required them to get up. He was persistent with that requirement to get up. How certain there could have been plenty of surprises that they could find in that bed. She rolled over to draw both legs off the bed, as the barely dressed Mira sat up, stretched her slender form right down to her very toes as the she gave into that yawn. She blinked back some of the sleep as some of that awareness seeped into her tired form. Perhaps it was a good thing to seize the day. There was still so much to explore and get to know upon the new Ark.

It was the mention of food that seemed to cause her stomach to growl in agreement to his words. Chef and food.. what could go wrong? The idea seemed to delight her and her stomach most of all. "I wonder if they can make croissants even remotely close to your fathers." She mused idly out loud, knowing well enough that Matteo's cooking was likely to be unrivaled by most.. She admittedly, felt spoiled when it came to food since the pair had spent so much time with his family.. But one thing was for sure, she would forever remember those croissants.

Tetradore was already out of the bed, a sleepy man on a one track mission. That was suspicious in its own right. It took little time at all for her alpha to ready himself in a whopping 3 minutes. He claimed he would get the chef ready on breakfast while she readied and dressed herself. There was no way she was going to be ready in the same time he was.. maybe fifteen on a good day. She rose from the bed, the sheets falling from her lithe form so she could face him, her toes wiggled upon the floor as she observed this unusual sight of a determined Tetradore in the morning. Maybe she was dreaming. With a final remark that he was going to speak to the chef.... He did not forget to remind her that there was still surprises to be had. As if she needed to be reminded of the incentives to being quick about it... Well, it worked. "Food sounds amazing, thanks. I promise I won't take long." How could she with all the baiting he'd just done.

In what she thought was record time to wash, tame her hair and clothe her body in some of the new pieces they had bought on their shopping spree. The timing was perfect as she heard the door opened to admit him into the room. She all but poked her head out from the closet. She was internally grateful she hadn't needed to search the ship for him on her own or there was no telling where she might have ended him. "This is why you shouldn't doubt me. I know how to move it when the stakes are high.." She spoke with a laugh.. "Although... if you were joking about the surprises, then you should know that is just damn cruel." Mira stepped out into the room to join him, her hands placed on her hips, although she could not fight that bright smile she offered him.

"I'm ready and at your mercy." She tipped her head slightly to the side that resembled an action that resembled her canine counterpart. That pair of molten-golden eyes were fixed upon him, the mere look upon her features left no doubt that he had her complete and undivided attention.