"Mmm...it's too early..." A muffled voice said softly from under the covers on a large bed situated in an equally large room. The room was decorated almost as if it were split in half, each belonging to an occupant of the bed. One of those occupants, Sam, murmured softly in his sleep after the knock that their father gave, sighing to himself as his eyes opened very slowly and he pushed himself up with his hands, having fallen asleep on his stomach. The Red and white comforter shifted softly as he moved, and he looked to his left, his green eyes spying a little movement coming from that direction, and found his twin sister laying in bed, as was usual for them. Sam and Sabrina, or S&S as they were teasingly called sometimes...the two were twins, born just moments apart from each other, and had grown up together as most twins do.<br/><br/>They shared a special bond, one a bit deeper than the one their entire family shared, and while Sam loved his family dearly, and was very open and sexual with them, as per their tradition, he was always much closer to his twin sister Sabrina than the others, perhaps because of that special link that twins, even fraternal, have. Smiling to himself, Sam ran a hand through his dark brown hair, and moved over to his sister Sabrina, sliding closer to her. Sam was nude, of course, preferring to sleep that way out of comfort and of course to make nighttime and morning romps with Sabrina all the easier. He smiled as he cupped his sleeping sister's breast in his hand, his palm feeling and kneading the lovely mound as his lips found her neck and softly kissed it, wanting to wake his sister up in the gentlest way possible. "Mm..Sabrina...it's morning...."