Only one word could describe the moment. Contentment.

You laid with your boyfriend, Pete, asleep in bed. That was until he woke up slightly, only half. And he needed to piss. Bad.

And his sleepy ass took that as a threat to his comfort. Instead of being smart, normal, and just getting up and coming back, he slowly relieved the threat right there instead of getting up. And you slowly feel it creep into your thigh, and look up, and see Pete's more awake and mortified face.