Waking up together when you're at leisure to do it slowly, in a state made golden by morning sun and the events of the night before. Blinking away leftover dreams to peep at the person lying next to you, working out if they're still asleep or doing the same thing.
Stretching lazily as a pretense to stroke your hand down their body, carefully and gently heading to different regions, gauging whether to continue or to lie there content and in absolute bliss by their reaction.
Sex, definitely, lazily and with much kissing. Transitioning from slow and sensual loving to something faster but not quite full speed yet. Stopping, held within each other for the moments when everything fits perfectly, physically and mentally. Heading towards a steadily built up and rushing release that sends the pair of you spiraling back into the pillows.
Snuggling for ages, maybe reading together then making breakfast but by that time it's lunch, eating together, attempting to get dressed but deliberately interfering with each other's attempts to do so. Eventually giving up and giving into each other for sex that doesn't finish there or in one room, that you don't really want to but need to take breaks from. Drawing it out through the rest of the day, interspersed with necessary and domestic activities that get three quarters completed then delayed when someone starts "helping" in the best possible way.