Lying back as he felt the warm, familiar press of a naked body scramble across him, Will relaxed back into bed. His eyes followed the curve of her spine, up along her back to the way her hair fell around her face and the warmth in her features. Smiling slightly bemused, Will reached out to gently brush a warm hand against Essie's back. Fingertips gently caressing up her spine.

"You say that like waking up here is a problem," Will murmured, smiling a little up at her. "Not what I'd planned last night though."