Final Fantasy VI, Edgar/Locke, treasures you can't steal
The King of Figaro had many treasures in his castle, many that would tempt a treasure-hunter like Locke. Locke made no secret of his envy of Edgar’s riches, but he knew better than to attempt to make off with any of them. He knew that Edgar, although they were good friends, would not hesitate to house Locke in one of the narrow dungeon cells for the night. So to avoid sleeping on a prison cot, Locke learned to behave himself. Besides, the treasure hunter much preferred to sleep in a bed like Edgar’s–a richly embroidered canopy, elegantly carved wooden posts, embellished with gold, silk sheets, and a firm mattress. Locke once imagined himself sleeping in a bed like that, reposed like a prince, with servants bringing him breakfast. Locke owned no such bed, but Edgar was more than willing to share his own. As fine as the bed linens were, there was something simply decadent in sharing it with another body. Silk slid across bare skin, as the sheets entangled around their bodies. Wrapped in cool blankets and warm arms, Locke and Edgar rocked against each other. In the morning, when Locke woke up after their nocturnal activities, he woke to Edgar’s warm smile and Edgar’s hand still resting between Locke’s thighs. This was Locke’s favorite treasure–one that could not be put in a pocket.