Sid Jenkins
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It was the morning. Sid had spent the night at your place. You were up and already quite awake and energized, but as always, Sid was still in your bed, half asleep, and naked from the night before.
As Sid slept on his stomach, you snuggled him and laid your cheek down on his bare shoulder. Sid sleepily mumbled a ton of nonsense, as your fingers gently massaged and caressed his warm skin.
“I’ve got a nasty boil on my bum and I was hopin’ you wouldn’t notice,”
Sid confessed in a mumble.