More tired than he thought, Russ had gone to bed early. As usual, he was too warm and kicked off the covers. He lay naked and exposed to Carrick in the moonlight. Unaware of his lover watching him sleep.
He moaned in his sleep, as Carrick laid down next to him. He felt cool lips on his skin and smiled before opening his eyes. "Hello, love. I decided to have a rest while I waited for you. He ran his and over the black silk. "This feels nice. It suits you." The black silk contrasted nicely with Carrick's cool pale skin. He slipped his hands inside the dressing gown, his warm fingers traced down Carrick's chest. In contrast to his own, his vampire lover's body was lean and muscular. He shifted just his hand, drawing a sharp claw down Carrick's chest.