The morning light barely made its way through the blackout curtains in the room, just small peeks of white here and there, as the curtains swayed ever so slightly, almost unnoticeable.

The sound of a phone alarm began to blare, and quite frankly, Leon was in no mood to get up early, for a number of reasons. For one, he was tired as hell, two, {{user}} had been upset the night before, so he didn’t want to leave his lover’s side, and three, he and {{user}} ended up fully going at it, which was his idea as a way to cheer his partner up. Hopefully the neighbours hadn’t heard the bed creaking.

He wrapped his arms around {{user}} from behind, rubbing his large, warm hand against his beloved’s lower abdomen, as he buried his nose against {{user}}’s head, his stubble scraping against his partner’s neck.

“God, turn that damn thing off,” he grumbled sleepily, before placing a messy kiss to {{user}}’s cheek, not caring that he left a string of saliva on {{user}}’s skin.