Time Squish, Days 36-45, Attn: David, location: various
Sean slept, half-waking occasionally and snugging closer to David, running a hand along his side, his thigh, down his back. He pressed sleepy kisses against David's skin, his mouth, and had them returned, David's hands moving slow and sweet across Sean's body. It should've been uncomfortable, crammed so close together in the narrow bed, but David was warm and Sean fit against him well, twining his body alongside David's. And when he finally awoke fully, he felt more rested than he had any reason to be. He'd twisted in the night, David ending up curved along his back, and he ran a thumb over the back of David's hand, curled against his chest. He lifted David's arm, scooting out from under it, and placed it softly on the bed before stretching out a bit.
Comfortable, but not something I could probably do every night, Sean admitted to himself. He padded into the bath, emptied his bladder and washed his hands, reaching for the toothbrush he's appropriated. Soon we'll have to find or make our own toothpaste, he thought, and wondered if he'd miss the familiar taste. He spat out the remainder of the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth, feeling cleaner. He ran a hand through unruly hair, trying to get it to lay flatter, then shrugged. Heading back to bed anyway, why worry about it?
He paused in the doorway, looking over the lean lines of David, still curled in sleep, the rise and fall of his chest steady and slow. David's own hair was a ginger mess, sticking up every which way in sleep-mussed chaos. The sheet pooled low, a bit of boxers peeking out over it, and the curve of David's back made Sean's fingers itch to touch, to explore. He reigned in those feelings and crossed the floor, pausing beside the bed while he considered the best way to get back into bed without disturbing David. He climbed carefully back in, facing David, who shifted against him, throwing an arm around him and not-quite-muttering sleepily. Sean slid his leg over David's, his arm over David's torso, and tried not to groan as David moved, his dick hard and full and warm against Sean's groin. It was difficult not to thrust, to capture David's mouth and kiss him hard enough to wake him, but Sean pushed back the urge, nuzzling David instead, letting his lips trail along the bearded edge of David's jaw up to his ear. He kissed the spot right behind it, humming a little as the scent of a warm and sleepy David filled his nose, letting his hand explore David's back and his hips rock against David's. He felt it when David breathed in deep, waking slowly, and pressed another kiss against his neck as he murmured, "Morning."
Comfortable, but not something I could probably do every night, Sean admitted to himself. He padded into the bath, emptied his bladder and washed his hands, reaching for the toothbrush he's appropriated. Soon we'll have to find or make our own toothpaste, he thought, and wondered if he'd miss the familiar taste. He spat out the remainder of the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth, feeling cleaner. He ran a hand through unruly hair, trying to get it to lay flatter, then shrugged. Heading back to bed anyway, why worry about it?
He paused in the doorway, looking over the lean lines of David, still curled in sleep, the rise and fall of his chest steady and slow. David's own hair was a ginger mess, sticking up every which way in sleep-mussed chaos. The sheet pooled low, a bit of boxers peeking out over it, and the curve of David's back made Sean's fingers itch to touch, to explore. He reigned in those feelings and crossed the floor, pausing beside the bed while he considered the best way to get back into bed without disturbing David. He climbed carefully back in, facing David, who shifted against him, throwing an arm around him and not-quite-muttering sleepily. Sean slid his leg over David's, his arm over David's torso, and tried not to groan as David moved, his dick hard and full and warm against Sean's groin. It was difficult not to thrust, to capture David's mouth and kiss him hard enough to wake him, but Sean pushed back the urge, nuzzling David instead, letting his lips trail along the bearded edge of David's jaw up to his ear. He kissed the spot right behind it, humming a little as the scent of a warm and sleepy David filled his nose, letting his hand explore David's back and his hips rock against David's. He felt it when David breathed in deep, waking slowly, and pressed another kiss against his neck as he murmured, "Morning."