Koopa x Spacer Morning Kiss fanfic

Stop trying to get me to write smut for you...
As it rose, the Terran sunlight blazed through the open window to steadily creep across the sleeping face of the now earhtbound pilot... Unnacustomed to the natural light, he jolted awake, held in place by the usual expectation of being suspended the liquid of a hyper jump tank... and he was glad, for his arm was pinned by a head, an unusual but pleasurable pressure...
Koopa's hair, splayed in a messy, verdant halo tickled his arm. His heart began to race as memories of the night before surfaced. All these new sensations filled his mind with a strange buzz, comparable to the empty static of his jumpnet transmitter on those long and lonely freight runs. He was used to being alone, even enjoyed the long stretches of void with none but the Wishful Thinking's computer and his simulations to remind him what human voices sounded like... But perhaps this warm pressure and ache in his heart were pleasant as well...
He carefully extracted his arm, being cautious not to wake the woman beside him, but just as he slipped his fingers through her soft tresses, she rolled to face him, muttering in her sleep. He froze, but she did not awake, only sighing and snuggling deeper into the pillows.
He admired her raptly as she glittered, emerald like in the morning sun. For someone supposedly born without luck, she was lovely. No need for those spiraling irises to be visible to be hypnotizing. His gaze travelled down to her lips, remembering their soft caresses... He wished to feel them again, and leaned in,  hesitating... Stopping just before the kiss... He could feel her warm breath upon his own lips and the strange tugging in his heart grew stronger still...
But he would not wake her. What was he thinking? He needed to go. There were shipments to make, deadlines to meet, transmissions to be broadcast. What in the world had gotten into him?
But as he moved to distance himself, a hand shot out from beneath the covers to grip the metal plate upon the back of his head, quick as a snake. She was stronger than she looked, or perhaps those long hours suspended motionless had taken their toll. Her eyes slid open to gaze half lidded up into his own, and he was bewitched anew, unable to look away. He began to sweat and tried to swallow,  but his dry throat seized, stinging harshly. He licked his lips.
She grinned toothily to see the futile bobbing of his Adam's apple. "What's wrong, pickleman? Is the brave pilot too afraid to steal kiss?" she chuckled.
"Well..." her voice lowered to a sultry whisper. "If you won't, I guess I'll have to." With those words she pushed her lips into his, kissing him deeply. His mind went blank as if struck by a high power particle laser. His eyes fluttered closed in rapture, in a moment which seemed as if all of eternity had coalesced, they were frozen, warm and lingering suspended in the sunlight, their souls as close as their locked lips.
Eventually she pulled away and he trailed after, wishing it had lasted longer... But swiftly regained his senses and gathered up his composure, pulling back. But she had noticed, and grinned wider still.
"I'll make the coffee." Koopa said, tossing the sheets aside and standing to stretch in all her nude glory, pale skin tossing the sunlight away, seeming too shy to linger long upon her skin.
Spacer blushed  and looked away, but could not suppress a small smile... Maybe those shipments could wait a while longer...