[He narrowed his eyes, but Steve so infrequently denied him anything since he had come back and found limited freedom that he knew better than to ask. He knew he would be shown, and that was enough for him. A part of him long buried rose with the curiosity of the situation.
He snatched one towel and rubbed Steve down like it was his right and duty to do so, leaving the semen stains on his mate's belly as his own personal advertisement on who Steve belonged to. He lay back on the bed, his legs lazily parted and wiggled himself deeper into the blankets, a shudder running through him at the casual certainty of that touch.]
Good, sleeping is when I'm vulnerable. I'd prefer to be awake with you.
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He snatched one towel and rubbed Steve down like it was his right and duty to do so, leaving the semen stains on his mate's belly as his own personal advertisement on who Steve belonged to. He lay back on the bed, his legs lazily parted and wiggled himself deeper into the blankets, a shudder running through him at the casual certainty of that touch.]
Good, sleeping is when I'm vulnerable. I'd prefer to be awake with you.