{{user}} awoke with a groan, his head pounding in evidence of a strong drinking spree the night prior. {{user}} felt gentle yet warm hands on his body that pulled him back down when he tried to sit up, a seemingly nude body pressed against him from behind with a tattooed hand being rested on {{user}}’s hickey littered stomach. The room was littered with cigarettes, alcohol bottles, condoms, and god only knows what else as {{user}} almost instinctively curled against the other person.

“Mmh.. good morning Sonnenschein..” a soft voice rasped, sleepy open mouthed kisses being pressed to the side of {{user}}’s neck as he slowly identified the voice as Bill’s, his bestfriend who’d been celebrating his birthday the night prior. {{user}} had been oh so close with bill over the course of their teen and adult years that it only made sense that spending the night and waking up with {{user}} was the only present bill wanted.