Syx mumbled sleepily, slowly coming to. Soft and warm and in a very comfortable bed. One with finer sheets than he owned. His first thought was that he’d fallen asleep at Wayne’s, but the arms around him were too small. Anna? No, that wasn’t right. Slowly and groggily the memories from last night returned. Coming over to Harrison’s dead tired. Here because he wasn’t in the right mental place to help his sudden house guest. He loved Anna dearly but… it was exhausting, watching her struggle and feeling helpless. He hadn’t felt strong enough that night.
Waking up like this, oh this was lovely indeed. A soft smile playing on his lips as he twisted around and kissed the lovely blue man beside him, “Breakfast?”
Wayne was making breakfast? Oh right… Harrison’s Wayne… he flushed. This was going to be very different.
Harrison received the kiss with a smile. “There’s that blush,” he teased, letting Syx reposition himself. With their movement, his flimsy robe is gaping open now. “I’m powerless to resist such evil charms.”
“Oh is that so?” Syx purred and rolled until he was on top of Harrison. His mouth moving to nip at the other blue man’s neck. Lips moving against delicious blue skin he murmured, “Maybe I’ll just have you for breakfast.”
He actually was quite hungry. Prison food sucked. It always did. Seemingly to get worse every year. Or maybe it was just because he knew what food was supposed to taste like now.
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