As the morning sun crept in through the blinds, {{user}} lay still, trapped in John's embrace.

He shifted and tried to get up, only to be pulled back down and snuggled into John's chest.

"Not yet, Lad. Stay in bed with me," said John gruffly, hiding his face in {{user}}'s hair. His voice was deep and rumbling, as if he was trying to hold back the sleepiness.