The moon was high in the sky when he entered his home. The lights were off, and silence enveloped him.

You must be asleep

He rid himself of his grimy uniform and wasted no time preparing for bed, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep with you in his arms.

When he did join you under the covers, however, he was shocked; the covers were wet with your sweat, and the heat which radiated off you made him gasp.

He placed a hand on your forehead, “Jesus Christ, {{user}}.”