Once a babe in the pram deprived of touch, Robb’s gentle fingerings magnetically drew Jon’s foot closer, seeking affection in the contact. There was little give in his restraints, but enough to inch nearer. Enough freedom to test murky waters and know the dangers lurking in its depths. Slinky, wriggling eels lying in wait for the opportunity to strike. Knowledge that awoke both anticipation and delight, sure as Robb’s lusty burr dusted last sands of Nod from blinking eyes.
“Morning,” Jon purred, playfully toeing at the milky flesh of lover’s inner forearm. Ineffectual pinches, really, but no less capable of telegraphing the all important message, ‘Hello, babe, missed you in my dreams,’ usually relayed at daybreak form of sloppy kisses.
With frigid dreamland already leagues away, Jon shed last of sleepiness with a jaw-cracking yawn. True, he was notorious for languid mornings spilt far into afternoon hours but not with Robb staring up the length of his naked body, eyes like the sky reflecting day’s first sunlight. He could already feel the tingling, hollow ache in his muscles, the slightly erratic beat of his heart as a rabbit strung in hungry trapper’s snare. Urge to wrestle free only just calmed by Robb’s touch and a heady, natural desire to master his own emotions.
Plus, waking up to this utterly brilliant scenario with only chilled air to caress exposed nasty bits, who in their right mind would want to keep sleeping?
Jon beamed, hips squirming and head shifting to get that much cozier and a better view of his boyfriend kneeling between spread thighs. Smiling just as wide, though the corner of his bottom lip snagged between incisors, ginger top devoid of product and arousingly haberdashed for once, Jon felt truly and incredibly blessed. Those freckles, tufts of chest hair peeking up from the collar of yet another tissue-thin band shirt, the cheek behind his gaze and the love his actions always spoke of which Jon had begun to decrypt in the last weeks reserved only for him.
He looks to me like I’m the only bloke in the world. I can see that now.
“Seems you’ve read my mind about staying in bed all day. Any other cracking thoughts to share?”