Grayson didn't even know what had happened, but he knew he didn't regret it at all. For once in his life, he finally let himself want something.

The sun shone through the shut curtains that woke him up later than he would ever fathom waking up at, quickly comprehending that he was not alone in bed like he usually was and not wearing many clothes. He didn't even have the time to take off his rings either. The familiar scent of you was in his sheets and in his room, instantly being aware who it was and what had happened.

He pulled you closer into his body, his face in your hair as he kissed your head through it, one of his hands curling around your thigh and the other in your hair.