Gioria is quite happy to curl on your chest, it seems, her little feet resting gently on your thigh. Her breathing slows, and deepens, and soon enough the little woman is fast asleep with her head nestled comfortably between your breasts. Every now and again throughout the night, her leg will twitch with the aftershocks of your tryst, and a faint jingle rings out from the charms on her chains...<br/><br/>Around nine in the morning, the gnome wakes up. She's a slow waker... she shifts a bit, nestles a bit closer against you, and stretches her calves out luxuriously at least twice (being careful of your body beneath her each time) before finally admitting to being awake. She shifts a bit on your chest, curling up a bit tighter before she starts languidly running her fingers over your muscles, and around the lip of your gloves.<br/><br/>"A gnome could get used to waking up to a sight like th-is..." the gnome smiles against your chest. "You are very... Exciting, Lis."